With his favourite books on his back, the God of Knowledge from Gordor happily walked on a forest path.
Although it was hard for him to leave Gordor Land behind, once he thought about getting away from that monstrous demigod, he was actually quite glad.
He didn't want to end up in the monster's stomach. The hungry clone of the demigod looked at him like it was looking at some delicious food! The God of Knowledge was utterly sure of it!
"Where did such a monster come from? I don't think Hero Algor from 300 years ago is comparable to him, is he?"
Whenever he thought about Hero Algor from 300 years ago, the God of Knowledge couldn't help but feel melancholy.
He was utterly sure something had happened back then, but he couldn't find out what exactly.