Chapter 526: My Places
"Incredible..."
Mehen’z castle was equal parts beauty and mysticism. The walls themselves pulsed with curated Egyptian hieroglyphics. Dr. Thornton walked along those walls, her fingers never breaking away. She could not see them. Rather, she felt them. In the walls, on the floor, in the ceiling—everywhere.
"How long has this Territory been maintained? Centuries?" Dr. Thornton did not wait for an answer. "You changed some of this, didn’t you? I can feel the freshness of the changed flow. For something of this scale though..."
"I had a good teacher."
"So...so you’re telling me a god made this Territory. A weakened who was forced to rely upon means outside raw power." Dr. Thornton breathed out. "It’s phenomenal."
"How did you do it? How did you transfer ownership of this Territory?" Aya asked suddenly. "For gods, a Territory...is more than just heapfuls of mana. It is an expression of the soul."
"This is not the Divine Territory that we’ve read in papers or in the Great Major Cities, Nakamura," Dr. Thornton said. "This was...this feels...desperate. Every second, this castle beats, like...like a heart. Like it is pumping someone with life."
Dasha gave a faint nod. "As sharp as always, Doctor." She was exactly right. This Territory was the only reason Mehen had lived for so long without worship.
"..."
"Mehen," Aya whispered. "The Coiled One."
"In its glory days, it joined the Sun God Ra when he journeyed through the night."