Asher got amazed as he looked at the details of the grand Coffin, "but how it ended up here?" he wondered as he continued to use his Absolute Appraisal.
[ The coffins were not relics to be stumbled upon by chance. They were dormant, waiting for those who could pass the trials they held. These trials tested strength, willpower, and the very essence of a soul, for the powers they contained were not meant for the weak or the unworthy.
Over Sextillion years, only one attribute—Predation—had been claimed. Its inheritor was not a grand warrior nor a wise sage, but a mere slime. Yet this simple creature, through sheer determination and the boundless potential granted by Predation, evolved into a World-Devouring Slime, feared across countless realms.
The remaining six coffins remained untouched, hidden within the folds of existence, awaiting those who could rise to their challenge. ]