The wooden corridors and the colorful light from the oil lamps were what finally snapped Adam and the children out of their daze; it didn't feel like traversing a painting, but passing through this mirror left you somewhat stunned.

*Ha, ha, ha*... The old man's laughter behind him was the first thing Adam heard after stepping into the other world.

—You saved my life, hero— the old man said with laughter—As a reward, let me show you a neat trick: bring me close to the mirror.

Adam turned around and placed the old man next to the mirror. The mirror in this world was different from the reverse world; it was made of silver and decorated with little devils holding tridents. The most striking change was the inscription carved on the mirror, now in the language of the middle floor, it said:

> 'Look at your fate, look at your sentence, look at your death, but don't look too much, or you'll get lost.'

Approaching the mirror, the old man extended his hand and plunged it into the surface, seemingly immersing it in water. Then, he withdrew his hand, holding a green book. He placed the green book on the floor and put his hand back into the mirror.

Immediately, the green book sank into the wooden floor, as if it were water, disappearing from Adam's sight. Then, the old man pulled the green book out of the mirror again and said with a smile:

—If you ever lose a book linked to your soul, you can retrieve it this way. For example: your godfather's biography. If the biography gets destroyed, you can bring it back too, but wrap your hand with pages of magical characters to do so.

—That doesn't look like a biography...— Adam said, noticing that the green book's spine had the name Abel on it, while all biographies were identical and only differentiated by color, with nothing written on their covers or spines.

—It's a biography, but a rather special one...— the old man commented with an ironic smile —I hope you find the advice useful. Also, remember about wrapping your hand, or else you'll freeze your hand while generating another identical biography.

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—It's good advice, thank you very much— Adam said, feeling quite happy to have helped someone and discovered a secret at the same time —Where should I take you to get healed?

—To the stair guards— the old man said, looking at his legs. The bleeding had stopped thanks to the tourniquet he made, but it wouldn't hold for long if he wasn't treated —The infirmary is upstairs, so I'll be fine. Just help me get to the stair guards, hero.

—Perfect, let's head upstairs as well— Adam said, picking up the old man again. To his surprise, the old man had left his godfather on the floor, so he asked:

—Aren't you worried someone else might use your godfather?

—It seems you were revived with few memories, hero...— the old man replied with an ironic smile —No one can use a book linked to your soul, but I don't blame you; good resurrection methods are hard to come by. I had forgotten almost everything on my first resurrection too... It was really problematic.

—You've been revived?— Adam asked as they advanced to hexagon 3 to reach the guards.

—A few times: I never give up!— the old man said with a bitter smile —In the end, most librarians die because time kills you with unhappiness. But I never give up; someday, I'll find what I'm looking for.

—What you're looking for must be quite important...— Adam responded with a bitter smile —To have endured so many resurrections in this world. I don't know if I could handle even one more resurrection.

—No, it's just a useless book— the old man replied with a bitter smile —It's another green book, and its spine also has the inscription: 'Abel.' I've been searching for it for a very, very long time, but I keep failing.

—That must be very frustrating— Hermes commented with some pity —Having lived so many lives and not achieved it.

—On the contrary...— the old man replied calmly —The fun part is the process of searching for it; I'll probably toss it away to infinity when I find it. Although it seems I'm running out of time...

—Why do you run out of time? You don't seem that old to me— Apolo commented curiously.

—I'm young, but the library isn't...— the old man cryptically commented —Looks like I'll have to start my search from scratch in a few years, but hey, at least that will be exciting too.

—I hope you achieve it before you die...— Apolo tried to encourage him.

Finally, the four reached the stairs; luckily, they were quite close. Adam knew the questions would come, so he took off his glasses. Over time, he discovered that his hero identity often solved many problems, especially with the guards.