It is said that in the distant past, at the top of the Holy Snow Mountain, worshipped by countless species, there stood a giant rock.
No one knew how this boulder came to be at the top of the mountain. When the pilgrims endured countless hardships to finally reach the summit of this Holy Snow Mountain, it was already quietly standing there, overlooking those tiny humans.
Bathed in the golden morning sun, the giant rock was like a divine manifestation, prompting climbers to bow in worship.
"This is the Divine Body, the altar built by the spirit of supreme holiness and kindness, placing itself at the farthest from the earth, yet closest to the heavens—"
'I see, so I am such a rock,' it thought.
Seeing the climbers who had come here for the second time, holding high their paper books made of wooden pulp and chanting thus highly, understanding the yearning in their words, the rock thought so.
[Rock's Contemplation (affects Transformation Intelligence Coefficient)]
