Synopsis

The weight in Jackie’s filling was unexpected, a strange pressure that hinted at something far older than the mundane task at hand. It was the Holy Sutras, an ancient artifact of immense power, concealed within the very substance she was tasked with filling. The fate of the Sutras, and perhaps more, rested on her ability to safeguard them from those who would misuse their power. She had to ensure they did not fall into the wrong hands.