After dressing, Tasl made his way to the dining hall, where Hencord awaited. A warm smile graced Hencord's face as he spoke.

Tasl nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Hencord. I'm prepared, or at least I hope I am."

Hencord chuckled, offering reassurance.

"Don't worry, Tasl. You'll be fine. Your siblings are eager to see you, and they will welcome you with open arms. They are your family, Tasl, and they love you very much."

Grateful for the encouragement, Tasl replied with a smile.

"Thank you, Hencord. Your kindness and reassurance mean a lot. I appreciate your support and friendship."

They proceeded to the dining table, set with a feast of meat, bread, cheese, fruits, and wine. Four familiar faces awaited Tasl. They were his siblings, recognizable from the portraits that adorned the palace. Emotions surged within him, memories flashing as he spoke.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Tasl. It's nice to meet you again."

His siblings rose, warmly greeting him as Thomas, Timothy, Teresa, and Tatiana. They expressed their joy and relief at his recovery.

"We missed you, Tasl. We're so happy you're alive and well. We're proud of you."

Guiding him to the table, they invited him to join them for lunch, eager to catch up on each other's lives. As they shared stories and jokes, Tasl felt a mix of curiosity, warmth, confusion, and a touch of sadness. Memories of the previous soul surfaced and faded, yet a connection lingered—he was their brother.

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A carriage awaited them in front of the palace, and Silian Dummer, the Grand Priest of the Temple, greeted them. Tasl's siblings introduced Silian and spoke of her significance in their lives.

"Tasl, meet Silian Dummer, the Grand Priest of the Temple. She's a respected priest, our friend, and mentor. She's been waiting for you."

Silian welcomed Tasl, acknowledging his role as the sage of the divine whispers. She emphasized his great destiny and responsibility.

"Hello, Tasl. I am Silian Dummer, the Grand Priest of the Temple. I know that you don’t remember me now, but we have worked a lot of the time together.”

Curious but unsure, Tasl admitted his lack of understanding.

"I don't know what the divine whispers are or what they want from me. I don't know how to deal with them, Silian."

Silian reassured him, recognizing the challenges he faced with lost memories and a changed body.

"I know, Tasl. Come with me to the Temple. I'll show you where you can learn more about yourself."

Agreeing, Tasl joined Silian in the carriage, accompanied by his siblings. As they departed for the Temple, a magnificent structure of white marble and gold, Tasl couldn't help but sense the gravity of his journey unfolding before him. The Temple awaited—a place where answers and guidance might be found.

Upon entering the Temple, they were greeted by a splendid hall—a vast and luminous space adorned with rows of benches and altars. Its high ceiling and large windows allowed natural light to cascade in, illuminating countless candles and flowers. The hall exuded an air of solemnity, serenity, reverence, and devotion, housing ancient statues depicting gods and goddesses.

As they traversed the hall, they encountered numerous priests and priestesses donned in white robes and adorned with golden ornaments. These devoted individuals clutched books and scrolls, engaging in prayers, chants, and the pursuit of knowledge. They were the servants and followers of the gods, the guardians of the divine whispers—the deacons, priests, and priestesses.

Silian and Tasl's siblings were welcomed with bows and warm greetings.

She then led Tasl to a door at the end of the hall, unveiling a small chamber. Within its confines, a single pedestal and a statue resided, casting an air of mystery and power.

Inside, they beheld a statue of a man—robed, crowned, with a beard and a staff. The figure exuded majesty, grace, mercy, and a sense of gift. The Elderson god, Tasl, recognized the statue—the same image embedded in his mind.

He voiced his realization.

"This statue... this statue is the Elderson god. It's the blessing of my father's lineage. It's the same as the sphere in my mind. "

Silian affirmed his revelation.

"Yes, Tasl. This statue is the Elderson god, the blessing of your dynasty's lineage. Each of the individual in the Madrion dynasty has a statue of Elderson God in their internal dimension "

She explained the statue's significance as a relic—a conduit containing the essence and will of the Elderson god.

"This relic can help you listen to the divine whispers, Tasl, without harming your dantian or your mind. It can help you listen with clarity and wisdom."

Silian invited all the siblings to meditate in front of the relic. Silian, sitting with them, touched Tasl's forehead.

With closed eyes, Tasl entered a meditative state, experiencing a profound silence, peace, connection, harmony, light, sound, and the gentle whisper of the divine.