"Seer Rem?" Light whispered the name to himself, his voice a quiet murmur in the stillness of his room.
He had seen the system panel flash with the name of the sender, and a wave of profound hope washed over him.
"Did I finally gain a chance to enter that place?" He slowly opened the chat, a sense of anticipation building in his chest.
[Seer Rem: "You are chosen to enter the divine library. I will be your host and caretaker during this time]
Light immediately replied, his fingers trembling with a mix of excitement and reverence. "Thanks for giving me this chance. I would follow all of your arrangements, Seer Rem."
He knew who the seers were. They were a special race created by the demigod of knowledge, Isiah, and were further divided into three parts.
The Managing Seers handled the immense library, sorting out knowledge, arranging it in order, and keeping it safe.
