章節 4: Deciphering Delphic Tomes
To call Alexandra angry would be an understatement, right now, pure fury coursed through every fiber of her being like molten lava. Her expression showcased pure apathy: only she could understand how desperately she wished to find the voice's source and eradicate it. However, she was simply powerless to do so.
Alex tilted her head slightly to analyze the man by her side. He turned as well. His deep bronze irises, swirling with a unique energy, they seemed to try and pierce her very soul, unsuccessfully though. Everything else about him was plain, exactly average really, but those eyes told of a macabre madness waiting to be unleashed. He emanated an aura of mysticism not belonging to this world. He separated his straight thin lips and began to speak. "You are now permitted to leave the building, however-"
After hearing those words Alex didn't stick around, she turned and made her way home, clutching her weighty tome, swiveling away without remorse. She knew the man had nothing good to offer her, his expression displayed his displeasure at having to deal with someone he felt was beneath him. After completing the first part of the trial she felt she could read him better. She felt stronger and could think faster, most importantly she could tell that the library wasn't anywhere on earth while the voice spoke. It was like she was just transported to earth after leaving the building. She had a sinking feeling that even after all the youths were kidnapped, the rest would not be left unscathed.
The streets were busy with people bustling about, unaware of the peril that she knew lay ahead of them. She made her way to her temporary home a few buildings beside the library. She really hoped she would have a chance to disembowel the creature behind the desk that donned the flesh of a human, though she had a feeling that day wouldn't come.
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4 days later
Alex had her fingers on the knob of the library, her ebony hair barely touched her shoulders and this time she wore a full body suit under a deep crimson hoodie and crimson joggers. Unbeknownst to her, her deep cerulean eyes now had milky orbs spinning within them. Undetectable to the common eye. She did not bring her contacts today as she felt it was unnecessary. Her selected tome was firmly grasped by her left hand. On each page of the book, there was a single symbol . Each stroke was comprised of multiple letters of differing languages all from Earth, some she recognized and some she didn't; an orderly amalgam of symbols and letters formed one giant rune on each page. At first, she was befuddled. She had never been this obfuscated in at least twelve years.
At the age of six, after the death of her adoptive parents, Alex realized her intelligence was incomparable to that of her peers. She was unrivalled in a plethora of fields: sports, academics, social skills, technology, soon after she decided: no one would be able to make her feel inferior again. She pursued achievements thought impossible for her age and clasped them. She became the youngest multi-million-dollar tech corporation owner, propelling human advancement by at least one hundred years. Her products were sought after, and that meant assassination attempts at every corner. Until when she was seventeen, she did something that caused the whole of America to both revere her and fear her. Alexandra Chase was not one to accept loss.
As someone who had mastered over thirty different languages at fourteen she was puzzled by how these texts could confuse her. She could only make sense of phrases here and there but never a whole stroke. Then she had an epiphany, it was so simple. She recalled the runes on the spines of the books that lay on the fake shelf. She realized that for each rune there was a corresponding one on that fake shelf. With her eidetic memory recalling every detail was child's play and like a dam, she began to understand the strokes and their collective meaning. However, after fully understanding each rune, she would be unable to remember what it was she had understood. She tried bypassing this by comprehending 99% and moving unto the next symbol but the longer she did this the more she felt like her head would explode. Eventually she was on the last page. Remembering nothing of what she read; however, her speed had greatly increased.
She looked at her arm and entered the building, instinctively realizing she had been transported to somewhere that was not earth. 568:50:38 shone brilliantly on her arm. Her eyes locked on to the only person in the library. He stood and faced her; she could sense his disgust clearly now which would make this all the more enjoyable for her.
Now, the only thing that separated them was a mahogany desk. The female had a placid look on her face while the make had a slight frown and scrunched up brows. Alex placed the book between them and flipped the eonian paper to the very last page.
"Oh, so after abruptly leaving amidst my speech, you dare to ask for ass-"
However, his haughty look soon morphed into terror as he felt pressure that threatened to slice through his very soul as the eighteen-year-old human began to read. This rune was far more profound and complicated than all the others, yet Alex felt no challenge as she translated it's meaning in her head. The librarian also seemed to realize this as well but to a more profound degree.
" How did you get that?! How are you holding the grimoire of-"
She did not hear the terrified male anymore.
She did not feel the changes in the atmosphere, nor did she see both herself and the book levitating into the air. A translucent ominous glow ensconced both of them as currents of wind swept by and destroyed the entire library. The fraud librarian was not spared either. These fierce winds were cutting him despite the defensive barriers he had set up. Alexandra's eyes became pure white, her irises and pupils completely blending with her sclera and her hair began to turn white. The very fabric of reality frayed, and a gargantuan arm of pure jade emerged from the crevice only to find itself decaying rapidly. With greater ferocity the hand stretched forward and then completely disintegrated, allowing the frays to weave themselves together.
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