Her voice echoed in the air.
"But before all this there was only one religion….
….The oldest religion."
Akamir tilted his head in confusion. "Oldest religion?"
"Yes." Nayomi nodded her head in response.
"See, the world has a history of uncountable years but only six thousand years' history is recorded...that too was mostly destroyed."
"I have read about it before." Akamir replied, looking at her. "It was mostly because people didn't want to talk about the oldest religion."
Akamir looked into her eyes calmly. "And you know about that because?"
Nayomi let out a sigh.
"Six hundred years ago, when Solomon empire summoned us, they let us use their library which has major events in history recorded in them."
Akamir's brow furrowed slightly, his eyes narrowing as he leaned against the stone partition.
"So, this oldest religion, what was this about?"
"Oh, they say this world is ruled by a powerful elder God being called the golden Sun."
