🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Uh... - scratching his head with a pencil, Gen scribbled down a note, roughly capturing what he had heard. - Thanks a lot, buddy, now I won't be lost in Margel. See, I'm a scholar of sorts too. I plan different things, keep all sorts of notes, and someday they'll make a memoir out of them. I envy all my contemporaries for being lucky enough to live in the same era as me!
He puts the book away, checks his celestial chronometer.
- And what did you observe that makes you so excited? To me, that news seems like some kind of fantasy. Maybe it's just this... what's it called... a psy-op. You know what that is? It's when they inject false information for nefarious purposes," Gen said with a self-satisfied smile.