Cassie's Origin.

Savannah sat gracefully on the stool, the dim light of the room casting a soft glow on her serene face. Across from her, Cassie sat on the edge of her seat, her eyes wide with curiosity and anticipation. The room was filled with a quiet sense of expectancy as Savannah prepared to reveal the secrets that had long shrouded Cassie's existence in mystery.

"I have been alive for quite some time," Savannah began, her voice calm and melodic, each word carefully chosen. "So long that I have witnessed countless civilizations rise and fall. I have seen the ambitions of men clash over territories they could never hold for long. But out of everything, one person stood out from the rest. The first man to win the Creator's favor. A man so pure of heart and mind, chosen by God to not see death. Enoch was your first ancestor. He was a wise man during the days of yore. A scribe, if you would."

Cassie's eyes widened further. "I see. They existed then? Scribes, I mean?"