I am God LSLCCF

The figure answered, ”Long ago, people called me the Divine Messenger of the Creator.”

She paused for a moment, as if confirming the words to herself.

”Yes, that is correct.”

”They continue to do so even now.”

”I am also the guardian of the Dream Realm and the Divine Kingdom of Creation, as well as the keeper of the Divine Cup.”

”The Divine Messenger of the Creator?” Anu repeated.

That was all he could grasp. The rest was beyond his understanding.

Anuʼs thoughts turned to a particular being, a name spoken only in legends.

”A Spirit?”

The figure did not respond, but her silence seemed to be an answer in itself. After a moment, she spoke again.

”I am interested in those manuscripts you are holding.”

”They are of value to me. I would like to offer you something in exchange for them.”

Anu shook his head firmly. ”I cannot. Lord Kurmis entrusted me with these.”

”He told me to destroy them, to make sure they never fall into the wrong hands.”

The figure said, ”Rest assured, I will not give them to anyone else.”

”In return, I can offer something that will be very useful to you and your people. It is a Miracle Tool.”

As the conversation continued, Anu found himself floating in the void.

Gradually, his consciousness sharpened, and everything around him became vivid.

The sacred light descended from the towering figure, accompanied by a dreamlike galaxy that seemed to weigh heavily upon him.

He looked at his surroundings. While he could not pinpoint exactly where he was, a vague understanding began to form in his mind.

This was not a place that belonged to the mortal world.

It felt like a rare and extraordinary encounter, one that might never come again if missed.

”A Miracle Tool?”

”What kind of tool is that?”

Anu had never heard the term before. He looked at the figure merged with the sun and asked about it.

”What does it do?”

The figure held out a golden woven bag for Anu and began to explain.

”You can state what you need, offer a price, and trade with this pouch. In return, you will receive the ordinary items you desire.”

”The quantity you receive will depend on the price you pay. The pouch can be used once per day, but its capacity limits how much it can provide.”

Anu was completely taken aback. ”What can it exchange for?”

The figure replied, ”At the moment, it can provide various ordinary items, but not extraordinary ones.”

Anu continued to press, ”Does that mean it can exchange for every ordinary item?”

The sacred luminous shadow replied, ”It can provide anything you are familiar with, as long as it is something mortals have the ability to create.”

It sounded modest, but Anu understood how truly extraordinary this ability was.

While it might not seem particularly useful for an individual Ability User, its value to a civilization, especially one in its early stages, was immeasurable.

Anu did not hesitate to give his answer.

”I accept.”

When a being resembling a Spirit requested something and offered such a useful tool for the Lizard People, he felt he had no reason to decline. If the other party harbored malicious intent, refusing would not have been an option anyway.

Besides, if she truly was a Spirit, giving the manuscripts to her would not be the same as letting them fall into the wrong hands. It would not be a betrayal of Kurmisʼs trust.

As soon as Anu finished speaking, he woke from his dream with a start.

He sat up abruptly, shaking his head as a wave of confusion washed over him.

”Whatʼs going on?”

”Why did I have such a strange dream?”

But when he looked down, he realized the manuscripts he had collected were missing.

Anu jumped to his feet, his mind suddenly sharp and alert.

”Whatʼs happening?”

”Where are they?”

However, when he turned to look around, he found nothing. His eyes then fell upon a golden woven bag resting on the table.

Anu, still in a daze, walked over and picked up the pouch.

”It wasnʼt...”

The last words left his lips in complete astonishment.

”...a dream?”

Anu held the woven bag, placed a gold coin inside, and spoke to it.

”I need some food.”

To his surprise, a bag of food appeared from inside. Anu picked it up and took a bite.

”The flavorʼs not bad,” he said, astonished. ”Wait, this is actually real?”

Anu stared at the pouch, struggling to understand how such a tool could exist. It might not have been powerful, yet it carried an inexplicable sense of wonder.

He put away the pouch. After dealing with the remaining traces of the Eye of Mutation in the house, he burned a large quantity of vines outside before departing.