Another few hundred years passed, in the Institute of Decrees in Athens.
The young Socrates was cleaning the library when he discovered an ancient papyrus from an old book.
Having thoroughly studied Homer's Epics, he instantly realized that this might be a precious record left from the Divine Era, and he immediately opened the Homer's Epics and then carefully unfolded the papyrus.
[From me, no longer must later generations look up to the gods.]
These were words on the papyrus, faded to the brink of invisibility.
Yet, the young Socrates regarded it as a treasure.
Because he had found the final testament of one of the 32 heroic spirits! A testament Homer had never found.
He excitedly left the Institute of Decrees, and at the entrance, he saw a father and son looking at the stars.
"Dad, why are the stars so bright up there?" the child asked.
"Because those are the fallen heroes watching over us," the father replied with a smile, "That's why we can live peaceful lives."
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