"By binding this key, you will become its librarian, and the library will enter inside you," she said as she handed me the key. The last sentence stopped me for a moment, but soon I shook it off; whatever secrets I have, the library has bigger, and I don't have a choice. If I did not have a big enemy coming out to wipe me and my race, I would have thought about it seriously, but the enemy is coming, and I couldn't care for any of my secrets to come out. It is the reason why I had openly snatched the Grimms without care for the human's anger or my abilities its reveal. I wanted to prepare for the big enemy. So, I took the key and closed my eyes, and immediately started to bond with it, which I found a very easy process. A few seconds after the process begin, I found the stone key in my hand melting and seeping inside me. There, it transformed into a tower-shaped building and moved toward my heart; soon, it appeared in heart space, a little distance away from my core and the totem artifact. Hun! I was about to seep my soul sense inside it when something strange happened; pull created from my core, and it sucked the tower inside. The tower tried to resist, but it was pulled inside with crushing force, and a buzz rang through me, which blanked my thoughts for a moment. … "What is happening?" asked Aelar in sheer horror as she felt the pull, she resisted with a force that would crush the worlds, but in front of the pull from an unmatured core, the resistance was futile, and the tower pulled in. A moment later, she found herself and the toward in tiny island; it was so small it couldn't even be called an island. Hun! For a moment, she thought the tower was pulled into a different space before the tower of senses informed her where she was, and it couldn't help but shock her. "An incomplete world inside the core," she muttered in shock. She was inside an unmatured core, which is an incomplete core. It shocked her, not because it was impossible, but because it was very much possible. Though it is extremely hard, very few can achieve it before crossing the primary stage. The thing that shocked her in the presence of her tower, which should have cracked this little world like an egg, which is trying to hold the weight of the world, but it is fine. The presence of the world is not affecting, or is something stopping the presence of the tower from affecting the fragile world? Hun! She had just come to that conclusion when her eyes widened in shock when she sensed the presence in the tower. Someone had entered her tower without her knowing, and they were at the top floor, where no one had ever gone without her, but now there was someone. She disappeared and appeared on the top floor, where to her shock, she saw a figure cloaked in the mist sitting in her chair. She could not see a figure, not even a silhouette; she could not tell whether it was a man or woman or race they were; she could sense nothing, not even their power. "You must be in some dire straight to merge your world with this library and become its spirit; it truly a death sentence for a little titan like you," said the figure in the mist, shaking her to the core that she nearly collapsed on the floor. This is her deepest secret and greatest curse, a desperate thing she had to do to survive. If she had not done it, she would have died. "W…who are you?" she asked, feeling ashamed that her voice shook when asking the question. "Who I am is not important; what is important is that I am taking residence here, and you will be my attendant," they said. It took her a moment to register her words, and when she did, her face became red in anger, and she was about to speak when she felt a gaze that froze her. "Don't be quick to angry little titan; it is your greatest honor to serve me. Your great-grandmother had begged for this chance but got rejected, and now you are getting it," "If you please me well, I might even tell you a way to get out of your predicament; it is not as difficult as you think it is," said the voice languidly as they leaned on the chair more comfortably. Those words froze her mind for a second, giving her hope for the first time in thousands of years. "T…truly, you have a way?" she asked with her voice stuttering, "What is so difficult about it? If Ursael could reforge his soul that is broken into millions of pieces, turning you into your former self is no big deal," replied the voice. She kneeled; she did not know whether the person was telling the truth or not, but it is a hope; a hope, she had after ages, and she was willing to accept it. "How should I address you?" she asked. The honorifics tell a lot about people, and they are a specific way to address a person according to them, especially among the titans, which she thinks this person is. "Since we are in the lower world, your majesty is fine," replied the other person, carefully dodging the question. "Your majesty," she said and bowed before a question appeared on her mind. "How should I deal with a human?" she asked; the little human is clearly important. The person of such power wouldn't be with him without any reason. "There is no need to treat him any differently; treat him like you had any other person who passed those little tests of yours," they said with a mirthful voice. Her cheeks couldn't but redden hearing it, but she controlled herself. "As you wish," she said. … My thoughts came back a moment later, and I found myself by the stream from where I entered the library. I looked around before going inside my core, and as I had expected, the tower was inside, on the hill. The statue that used me there lying down; I felt a little relieved it was not broken. I really like this statue. I looked at the statue for a moment before focusing on the tower on the hill, before disappearing from my place and appearing in front of its huge entrance of stone doors. I was about to knock on it when the door began to open on its own. I was a little surprised seeing that, but soon a smile appeared on my face. As this is my library now, those wonderful books are mine to read. I am shaking with excitement at just the thought of it.