- Job Details:
Job Name: The Future Coming
Job Rank: A Tier
Job Location: The Plains
Job Reward: 30,000 Huang and 500 EXP
Chain Reward: SoS Trait (from breaking an SoS) and Upgrade/Change to Tales of Torran
Job Prerequisites: Tales of Torran/A Tale of Old
Job Overview: Natan challenges Zubaidah with knowledge about fate and Alma Torran. Will she crack under the pressure of this knowledge or will she continue in her pursuit for truth? If she is to keep on the right track, she needs something more than she has now - but what is it that she will get?
ZUZU MANSUR
The next day had scarcely risen, sprinkling the mountaintops with gentle light, before the Sun looked upon the flat plainlands and breathed fire down from his upraised nostrils. It was only morning, but heat and warmth had made themselves friendly with the usual winds - and there was no help from the sea-borne ones. Instead, it seemed that Zubaidah would trade her night-time blankets for looser and lighter clothes, wanting the chill evening air back already. But such matters were not her main concern, not at all. No, she was concerned with the newest passage written in her gold-fringed tome, headed with warning words:
Here are written the last accounts of Alma Torran. There are none who remain from these pages, for the world and its peoples are gone.
It was brief and profound, making clear that these tales would not entertain her as the others had done before. She had found the tales answering her questions at last, but the warning assured her that she would not be content with the solution to her problem. Indeed, Zubaidah hesitated. She was one page from her answer and solution, but she hesitated to turn onto the next.
What would she find?
Why were these things hidden away?
How might she be changed by knowing them?
As she hesitated, however, she was met with a familiar voice. “It is fine for you to hesitate, Zubaidah.” A few words etched themselves onto the page, matching the voice sounding inside her head. “If you did not hesitate, I would wonder whether you were handling these tales with enough sensitivity. That you do hesitate, however, it would suggest that you understand the gravity of this entire issue.” It seemed that the words slowed themselves, as if the voice was pondering something in their non-literal mind.
“It might be best if you understand more about Il Illah and Alma Torran itself before you read these accounts. There is much here which you might find cruel and unusual, but I should carry out my duty so that you can take them to heart as best you can...”
Here are written the last accounts of Alma Torran. There are none who remain from these pages, for the world and its peoples are gone.
It was brief and profound, making clear that these tales would not entertain her as the others had done before. She had found the tales answering her questions at last, but the warning assured her that she would not be content with the solution to her problem. Indeed, Zubaidah hesitated. She was one page from her answer and solution, but she hesitated to turn onto the next.
What would she find?
Why were these things hidden away?
How might she be changed by knowing them?
As she hesitated, however, she was met with a familiar voice. “It is fine for you to hesitate, Zubaidah.” A few words etched themselves onto the page, matching the voice sounding inside her head. “If you did not hesitate, I would wonder whether you were handling these tales with enough sensitivity. That you do hesitate, however, it would suggest that you understand the gravity of this entire issue.” It seemed that the words slowed themselves, as if the voice was pondering something in their non-literal mind.
“It might be best if you understand more about Il Illah and Alma Torran itself before you read these accounts. There is much here which you might find cruel and unusual, but I should carry out my duty so that you can take them to heart as best you can...”
mag/mag | 355/2000 | stam/stam
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