"Prologue: In the quiet corners of existence, knowledge whispered to the fractured minds. In a world not unlike our own, there was a secret known by only a few. Hidden in the shadows and whispered through the wind, it was the knowledge of books with powers beyond imagination. These tomes, bound in leather and inked with the blood of their creator, held within them the fabric of the universe itself. They were the vessels of the arcane, the echoes of the forgotten, and the keys to the locked doors of reality...."