"What's a Voidseer?" Alex asked curiously.
"I have no clue," the old man said. "I would assume it's something like a seer."
"I thought so too, but why call them a Voidseer?" Alex asked.
The old man shrugged. "This poem is nearly a million years old. Who knows what they called anything back in those days? The fact that we can read these words at all should be something to be happy about."
Bladedance walked over to the text as well and frowned. "You can read it?" she asked. "Isn't that written in the Demon's script?"
"I come from one of the lower worlds that used to belong to demons. I had to learn the Human script instead," Alex answered. Although, that was a bit of a lie. He hadn't had to learn anything at all. He somehow knew how to read those things from the start.
"A lower world?" she said with a surprised look, considering everything she had learned about him today. She looked at the text with a curious look as well and asked them to read it for her.
