All of the following p.o.v. happened while the m.c. was training into the abyss.

---Letter from the commander to his wife---

Dear, I have to once again write you about a delay for my return.

I hope everyone at home is good health and I miss your embrace more than ever.

Like always I can't tell you the detail, but so far no great danger have arose.

Don't tell her I told you so, but now I understand your mother was right when she inveighed against the scholars.

An especially vain and prattling one is travelling with my detachment now.

All his talking even managed to shake some of the more gullible soldiers.

I swear that if I hear another word about ancient beings and the meaning of the ruins I will feed him to the crocs.

I even fear that for a while I will not be able to read to our children fairy tales and story.

Too much of his babbling resemble the tales we ourselves listened to when we were children.

Hoping to see you as fast as possible, your love.

---Excerpt from the scholar's diary---

Finally, finally, finally!

I can't restrain my joy when I write this. What I hoped for, and worked so hard to prove, is finally happening.

It all started with the falling star, just like all the engraved murals of all the ruins told us.

Ha! This will show all the religious bunch about their esoteric interpretation.

We were right, the meaning was literal, all we needed was to follow a pragmatic approach.

It was all carved for us to see, and I will be the first to prove it!

I had to use cousin's connection, but I'm finally able to move toward my objective, his influence will repay me of all the years tutoring his children.

I was in luck, a military group out for recruiting is going near the starting point, without them organising an expedition would take too much time.

I firmly believe my researches are right, the simple and impenetrable ruin on top of Rosaere island is the one where all will begin.

I had to endure all the scorn from my colleagues, but I will prove that my publications are not children's bed time stories.

Even educating all this rowdy soldiers about the truth of our world seems amusing if I think of all the answer I will finally find.

I only have to ensure that they understand the magnitude of my mission.

If... When I will finally encounter an Exalted One I only hope he will give me time to talk.

I think that in that situation making the soldier take the front line will be advisable.

Even if They will rampage I'm willing to sacrifice few men to be able to talk to Them.

---Soldier's barrack---

- Hey, did you saw the pit they're digging? Do you really believe we will have so much prisoners?

- Yeah, I saw it... I'm one of the poor @#£$%& sods who are digging, you idiot! The commander should make that @#£$% mercenary dig. They're only eating our rations now that they are starting to talk during the interrogations.

- Whoa! Calm down, I'm not the one who told you to do it. Well I feel you, those mercs are not so tough after they played with them for a while, but they cold at least make them work their fare.

- You two shut up! I'm tired of hearing talking! If you believe you're unlucky to end up with the pit assignment change with me! Being the guard of that scholar is making me crazy!

- What?! You don't believe immortal men are going to fall from the sky, bringing immense powers, to rule the wold? (said in faux worried tone)

- Joke and laugh all you want, I'm the one who have to resist he temptation to bash his head. The worse is that the muscle head of the elites are starting to believe him.

- Pftt... Come on, are you serious? I know they are all about training and maintaining their plate mail, but to believe such stories...

- Believe it or not, I happened to listen to their discussion the other night during my patrol. They were talking like we are in a fairy tale of their grandmas...