"At the beginning, a being was born," Vault continued, his voice dropping to a reverent hush that seemed to make the cave's blue flames burn steadier. "Not through the conventional method of birth, but born simply by existing out of nothing."
"And alongside the being, an entity was created, because the being existed."
"The entity had no essence, no concept, just pure existence tied to the being's presence. And that being is the one that sits upon the throne of all," Vault explained.
"But due to some unexplainable reasons, he lost his life. His body fell apart, scattering across creation like shattered constellations."
Chen Mo leaned forward, the weight of the words pressing on him like the valley's ominous qi outside.
"So you're saying…?"
"Yes." Vault nodded slowly. "The Mystic Organs are the body parts of the One Above All."
Chen Mo's breath caught. The golden inscriptions on his arms seemed to pulse faintly in response, a silent acknowledgment of the truth.
