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we same in unison pointing to each other. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------- “There is no such thing as a good story. There is only something like a good book. A good book is where a reader finds complete solace and comfort; a way to escape harsh realities relating to his life” - R.A Higheels If you liked this chapter, please consider leaving a review!

Libro Vitae whispered its voice harmonious. "Libro Vitae, please show me where Alastair is hiding," I asked. The book hummed in response. Libro Vitae became warm in my hands. The cover opened, pages flipped continuously until they suddenly stopped. The words on the page jumped off the paper, floating into the air, wrapping themselves around me. In a blink of an eye, I was pulled into the book. Light flooded my vision. Every sound echoed around me. Voices raced past me, speaking in riddles. Some shouting, screaming, others a dull whisper. Libro Vitae's voice became louder as I watched the trees form around me.

Could you please tell me why I cannot read the next page or any other page? [Host has understood 1% of the content of the First Page] [The Second Page will be accessible after the Host gains 100% on the first page] You!! AGGHH! Why aren't you letting me be overpowered! [I've overpowered the host enough. Get to work!] As I thought of destroying the book, I became furious, but I calmed down immediately. Relax, it's nothing to worry about. There is no free meal available. I got a gist of how the book works, the reader moves onto the next page once they have understood 100% of that page.

“What’s wrong?” “I can read this,” she gave me a sidelong glance. “I can read it.” Right before my eyes, English text appeared on the page one after the other, forming a coherent message. It had formed a paragraph when I gently pulled the journal from her. Right before my eyes, the text vanished with a flame that didn’t burn or char the pages. “I can believe this is happening,” I said. Gently, Elora took the book from me. For a moment, nothing happened to the pages. Elora sighed, her knuckles tightening. Then I felt it.

I should be so professional that he can't even find any faults. I lifted the heavy book using both of my hands and placed it in front of me as it created a huge sound. I sensed Gabriel turned to me, but I didn't care. If something breaks because of these books, then it is on him. He fucking forced me. I opened the book and started to read, trying my best to understand everything that I read. It is about clothing and fashion. It is not that complicated, but it is hard.... maybe because I don't know anything about clothing and fashion.

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He blows off the little specs of dust on the book before he starts to open up the page pages. “Just give me a minute,” he say as he starts to turn over each page meticulously. Suddenly, he seems to reach the pitch he has been looking for. “See!” he says with a high pitch- as if to tell me that the chance for him to prove himself has finally come. Then he points at a text in the book. “You can read it yourself,” he says and I start to read out loud. I read the text over and over again, about nine times before I fully understand it. The text actually agrees with Charles told me before.

They wandered through the aisles, running their fingers along spines that held countless worlds within their pages. Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement as she plucked a weathered book from the shelf. "Liam, look at this," she exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder. "It's a collection of love letters from different eras. Each page holds the raw emotions of someone's heart."

What does that mean? Ever since I have returned I have been racking my brain about this. I stare at the tattered book of the ancient text looking for answers. The ancient text is a book on all the common phrases and words one will hear in the realm of the night. It is a language night terrors, as well as the ancients, speak.

I ask and Yuki pushes the book towards me. 0 "Do you understand anything on this page?" 0 All of the text in the Book of Shadows looks like gibberish. I only understand parts of it. This is a well known book and has been reproduced thousands of times. Most think it's fiction, something that was put together as a set of silly fairytale stories. There are, however, very few that know that the original book exists. It has what appear to be random symbols and letters combined, it all seems nonsensical. I flip back several pages to see what section of the book this is in.