The “Book of Endless History” is in fact not a book at all. Rather, it is a collection of documents and manuscripts found entombed in one of the many ruins of the old world. It is estimated that the texts within the vault originate somewhere between 1000AD and 2200AD, and is one of the key primary sources of information about these forgotten years.
Scholars consider the Book to be an encyclopedia, with one curious property: it has neither beginning, nor end. In fact, one always must begin reading at the middle. Let me elaborate with an example: a reader may open to the entry for San Marlo
a page which describes a seafairing vessel and which leads the reader to turn to an entry for Copenhagen
. Now, this page begets the page, Jenkins
, which itself begets a historical poet, Trotsky
, and so on, ad infinum
. Purely by induction we must assume that there exists some page which leads to the San Marlo itself, though as of this writing none has been found. It is a fact that early historians would be found following these trails for days.
There is disagreement as to whether the Book is truly infinite, or simply hasn’t been fully discovered. Of course, many expeditions have been made into the depths of the text (filling the shelves of libraries such as ours), but all end the same: a tiring of the scholars upon a book that is ceaselessly charitable in its response. Most recently, progress along this avenue has dimmed. Modern scholars prefer to inspect the prose of ‘pages-found’, within which the decryption of the enigmatic text holds no shortage of mysteries.
Within the binding of the book you hold, the faithful academics at Notterdale have collected all such pages-found for the convenience of reference and pleasure of perusal. Adventurers looking for ‘unknown’ pages should visit the Archival Department, in the College itself at Bigmund. We can assist with these searches as well.
As for the title, the name “The Book of Endless History” was given as a bit of farce. In fact, the original documents (as discovered by Samuel Granberg) were given the labyrinthian title: “Granberg's Fragments of the Aging Times”. However, Granberg was a deeply repugnant man, disliked by both scholars and the public alike. In order to avoid speaking the name, and to save their tongues, common folk began using the phrase “Book of Endless History”, and the name remains to this day.
Before you set yourself adrift, I would like to address one final concern, as it is brought up from time to time by new readers: That perhaps the words within this Book are the great machinations of a single person or group of people, conspiring to defraud our collective histories with nothing more than fantasy and make-believe.
To this I say, you need only look at the great task set before you. No single individual could have written the many thousand pages that make up the annals of this collection. Nor could any group do so unknown to the rest of world. Such a task would require a veritable battalion of writers, working day and night to even begin to match the pages that have since been uncovered.
I invite you to dispense with such temptations. True, the many pages are enigmatic or even perhaps contradictory. All scholars are aware of these plain facts. But, with so much evidence before us, we must ask ourselves "at what point must we trust our eyes over our hearts?"
- Anatolia Hamas