Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2831

Andrew continued flipping through the scripture, reading ten lines at a glance. He was even going faster and faster.

Watching his movements, Luther and Valerie stood in stunned silence.

Even with Luther's vast experience and steady composure, his breathing grew increasingly heavy.

"Mr. Johnston, Andrew has already flipped past half of this scripture, hasn't he?" Valerie looked like she had seen a ghost. "Didn't you say that you could only turn halfway through before being unable to continue?"

Luther said nothing, just staring intently at Andrew's movements.

Andrew showed no intention of stopping and continued flipping through the ancient scripture. Finally, his movements came to an abrupt halt.

Pain flashed across his brow and face. It seemed there was something he could not accept or comprehend.

Luther breathed a sigh of relief while simultaneously growing tense. "How is it, Andrew?"

Without realizing it, he was speaking with the natural affection of an elder who had grown to admire the younger man. He was relieved Andrew had stopped, because if Andrew had really finished the whole thing without trouble, even Luther would have started doubting whether this scripture's so-called mystical power was real.

Andrew winced slightly. "No, something's wrong. Everything's mixed up."

Valerie jumped in. "What's wrong?"

It was like countless pieces of information were crashing around in Andrew's mind, all coming from the scripture, and they shattered everything he thought he understood.

Andrew suddenly laughed, and the pain on his face disappeared. "Ascending to the heavens is just a fantasy. Everything in this world cycles, and every life and every thing has an end. And that end is also a beginning.

"So everything repeats endlessly, over and over again, and that's the cycle, the constant rule of the universe. You could even call it part of the Way."

Valerie murmured, "Andrew, you sound like one of those cult preachers spouting mystical nonsense."

Andrew shook his head. "I'm not saying this. It's all written in the scripture."

Then, he kept flipping through the remaining pages, and it took barely any time before he finished the entire text. As he closed the nearly 200-page scripture, the gold glow shimmering on the cover and the faint pulsing energy vanished at once.

Then, with a soft thud, it dropped to the floor.