Though it has been almost six decades since Crowley had disappeared and left the other Saints wondering just where she had gone, I have had no rest from diving into her research notes and continually discovering new things that otherwise would never see the light of day.  

They have yet to find a replacement for Crowley, however, Sir Elias Rosenrot has been kind enough to help take over her role and aid with sorting through the literal mountains of books she had left behind in her study. It unsettles me a little, she was such a neat person, so to find her library a mess was a cause for concern for us. Yet, it has been 57 years now and even in my old age I have yet to discover what caused her to suddenly vanish. My great nephew Argus has recently become a professor, and has the idea of taking over my little study and turn it into some kind of Research and Development division for the church. I am unsure how to feel about this, as until recently the Archives has only served as a place in which those studying at ERA can come and log their theories. Its merely a branch of the Imperial Library and nothing more.  

But, Elias seems to think of it as a good opportunity to expand, and it may be my old age but I am thinking he may be right. Though I do envy him, being almost two millennia old and not looking a day over thirty. Those Saints are truly something else, but I could never compete, despite having reached the ripe age of 99. But enough frivolities, I digress on the topic at hand. 

Madam Crowely was one who was absolutely infatuated with the dark arts, much like Elias who was often seen as her rival, and though he was good at making Grimoires, he could never quite get the hang of the Abyss as she did. But again, I am trailing off on my thoughts here. I write this journal here in light of a recent discovery I have made when cleaning up my old study. A small box, no bigger than the palm of my hand and made out of a beautiful stained oak. It is old, possibly older than myself. But its not something I am familiar with. Upon closer inspection I discovered that it contains a rather peculiar specimen. I can’t quite describe what it is, or whether it is organic - But it is foreign.  

Along with it, a note. It is most definitely in Crowley’s writing as she always had a specific hand in which she used in her works. The note speaks of an old tale, and I hadn’t much of a chance to read it as the parchment disintegrated before I could do so, only deepening my speculation on its age. I could not make out much, as it was written in foreign tongue, just as Crowley often did to encrypt her works - But something stuck with me, a phrase that I cant help but think I have heard before.  

“Ty Quii Com'th” 

Its odd, but it feels somewhat familiar to me. I’ve since not stopped in diving into old journals and whatnot to find any references for it, though have turned up naught. 

I will update as I find more about this, it is very curious indeed.  

Signed, 

Dr. Asimov Samford - Head Magicks Archivist of the Imperial Library, Candria