Chapter 105.

Chapter 105 The Note
Looking at the quill and parchment handed to her by the Gravekeeper, Vanna took a soft breath to calm herself down quickly.

“How long can I go in?” She raised her head and gazed at the nameless gravekeeper.

The Gravekeeper hung his head slightly, the being that was both life and death seemed to carefully judge the strength of the soul in front of him and gave an icy reply, “An instant, or an eternity.”

This answer means that the message to be conveyed from the chamber is brief and singular, but it may point to a very, very dangerous “source”, where the listener is at risk of death.

Vanna nodded softly and withdrew her gaze from the tomb keeper.

She stepped towards the massive mausoleum not far away, and the tomb keeper followed her, the dark, decaying chains dragging on the ground with a harsh, shrill noise, while the dark shadows gathered in the plaza simply watched in silence as they saw a chosen saint make her way to the mausoleum.

In front of the mausoleum’s gates, Vanna paused, looking up at the towering pale stone doors, the latter conveying a certain ancient and bleak aura that touched her heart slightly.

It was not the first time she had seen the tomb at a psychic gathering, but it was the first time she had been chosen to enter it as a “listener”.

Vision 004, “Mausoleum of the Unknown King” – this ancient mausoleum located in a strange space-time gap was not a vision controlled by the Deep Sea Church, but an ancient object shared by the various orthodox churches on a rotating basis, from the outside, it was a mausoleum with a strong Cretan ancient kingdom style. From the outside, it was a mausoleum with a strong style of the ancient kingdom of Crete, and all the existing evidence also indicated that this mausoleum was indeed a legacy left behind by that ancient kingdom – however, no one knew who built it, nor did anyone know why this ancient mausoleum was transformed into a “Vision “.

All that is known is that the owner of the tomb would from time to time convey information to the outside world, which in most cases would be contaminated enough to kill a mortal, but on the other hand, the information is reliable and accurate enough to reveal the “true intelligence” of certain powerful anomalies and visions.

Whenever the owner of the tomb conveys a message to the outside world, a “Gravekeeper” will come out of the tomb and select the listeners to enter the tomb – the Gravekeeper himself is a part of Vision 004, he has no name, no surname, he is loyal to his position, and he keeps his secrets. He chooses souls that are close to the assembly square, and if there are no souls around the square, he takes them at random from all over the world.

In the days before the laws of Vision 004 had been learned, this “random selection” had taken hundreds of lives – until the appearance of a natural-born saint thousands of years ago broke the terrible cycle for the first time.

That saint returned alive from the tomb of the Unknown King and announced to the world the first gift from the Unknown King: the original list of anomalies and visions.

While the world knows that the classification of anomalies and visions and the lists are the legacy of the Ancient Kingdom of Crete, few know that this gift actually flowed into the world in this way – the Ancient Kingdom left behind Vision 004, and Vision 004 succeeded in releasing the original lists only after a thousand failed attempts at selection.

After that, the major churches gradually mastered the method of approaching the tomb through spiritual gatherings and sending saints to become “listeners”, so that this ancient vision could gradually be used by people in a relatively safe manner.

“Enter the tomb and prepare to listen.” The low, hoarse voice of the Gravekeeper came from behind her, and Vanna took a step forward.

The sound of the stone door gradually closing came from behind her, and the Gravekeeper’s scent dissipated into the air at the same time – the ancient caretaker had become part of the mausoleum again, and was now monitoring the every move of the souls entering the tomb through his invisible senses.

Pale flames burned up on both sides of the corridor leading to the tomb, and Vanna walked along the path illuminated by the flames towards the depths of the tomb, her eyes sweeping over the walls on both sides, and on the boulder-strewn walls, she could vaguely see …… lines that seemed to have been gouged out hard with her fingernails ”

“Straight ahead, no turning back.”

“Do not ask the tomb keeper for the identity or name of the owner of the chamber.”

“Do not run, do not shout, do not pray to any god.”

“Remain humble and reverent, but do not kneel.”

“After entering the chamber, do not open your mouth.”

Those are the records left by countless “listeners” in the past countless years – in the ancient times, most of the listeners died in this tomb passage, and one percent or even one in a thousand of them might be strong enough to leave these “warnings” for the future generations before they die. These warnings for future generations.

These invaluable “advice” has now been written in the books of the major churches to train saints, Vanna know them by heart, and do not dare to forget a single word. However, Vanna was suddenly a little curious – she had heard that there were instructions left by the ancestors in this tomb passage, but she did not expect that these instructions were the only ones here, what about those who were hysterical, those who had fallen into madness, those who had lost hope in the desperate situation and begged for help or even went crazy to destroy them? Have they not left their mark in this tomb passage?
Complexity of human nature, in the major churches successfully control the vision 004 before, the tomb keeper had hundreds of people into this place, those people must also have a mental breakdown, there are those who complain about God, but also inevitably there will be people in the walls of the tomb to leave crazy words and even spit curses …… But this way along, Vanna has seen only the predecessors The only thing Vanna has seen along the way are the words of encouragement and advice left behind by her predecessors, as if ……

This place is only allowed to leave traces of those resolute and noble souls.

Vanna was a little confused in her heart, but in the end, she did not call out to the tomb keeper to ask about her doubts.

Theoretically, she was allowed to talk to the Gravekeeper at the stage of the tomb passage, which was not against the “rules” of the tomb, and the Gravekeeper himself did have a record of responding to visitors and taking the initiative to answer questions, but this was the first time that Vanna had entered this place in the capacity of a listener, and she was very cautious and did not dare to do anything unnecessary.

Thus, with her nerves on edge, the young Inquisitor finally reached the end of the tomb passage – in the shimmering light ahead of her, she could already see the deepest part of the “Tomb of the Unknown King”.

She stepped through the stone door at the end of the corridor.

A wide and ancient chamber appeared in her eyes.

Inside the large pyramid-shaped room, the four sloping pale stone walls were carved with blurred patterns, and there were two rows of black-brown metal fire pans spread out on both sides of the entrance, with pale flames burning in the fire pans and hazy smoke rising, but in the center of the chamber, there was no coffin or anything like that visible-there was only a stone seat, and on the seat, the is the owner of the mausoleum.

It was a headless body, which appeared to be a tall male – his limbs were firmly bound by chains, his arms and chest were covered with thick black hair as if they were animal-like, and his feet were deformed and twisted, as if they were deformed animal limbs, and as if they had been burned by the flames, presenting a charred, blackened and festering appearance.

This body just sat quietly on the throne, seemingly unresponsive to Vanna’s visit.

But Vanna remembered what she had learned, and the moment she saw the “nameless king”, she took out her parchment and quill, and while concentrating her mind in preparation for the coming spiritual pollution, she prepared to record what she had heard…….

Vanna opened her eyes.

She saw that she was lying flat on her back on the floor of the assembly square, with distant, towering broken pillars connecting the chaotic sky to the shattered ground, and swarms of dark shadows gathering in the distance.

Several of the dark shadows were walking towards herself, one of which appeared to be Bishop Valentine.

“You are awake, leave.”

The hoarse and low voice of the tomb keeper suddenly came from the side, and Vanna raised her head with shock and difficulty, and suddenly realized that she was actually lying in the doorway of Vision 004, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the tall tomb keeper was turning around and walking into the stone door of the mausoleum, and immediately after that, there was a loud vibration – the huge mausoleum building was rapidly sinking beside her, and disappeared into the ground of the square.

Before Vanna could react to what had happened, several dark shadows had come to her side, and one of them gave out Bishop Valentine’s voice: “Vanna are you all right? I saw you pass out at the door directly after you walked out of the mausoleum ……”

“I ……” Vanna slowly braced herself, feeling as if all her strength had been drained from her body, but now her strength was gradually returning, which was clearing her mind, “How long have I been in there? ”

“A split second,” the silhouette of another Saint beside her said in a deep voice, “You entered the gate, then it closed for a moment, and immediately after that you stepped out of it again.”

Vanna was stunned, then she heard Bishop Valentine speak again, “Where is the parchment? Do you see what you have written down?”

“Oh, oh yes, the parchment!” Vanna then fully came to her senses and immediately felt that she was indeed holding something in her hand, she hurriedly lifted her hand and in the next second, her vision froze.

The original intact parchment in her hand was somehow only a little bit torn up, only a few centimeters long with only a few numbers and letters scribbled on the small piece of paper:
“Anomaly 099 – Mannequin.”

(End of chapter)