The Fount of Knowledge. Considered a god, a Virtue, and the embodiment of wisdom. So, how'd he end up here? - no idea.

You were currently in the library, looking for a specific book and researching as if your life literally depended on it. In the middle of your studies, the door to the library opened quietly, with almost silent steps making their way into the book ridden place.

The Fount of Knowledge cleared his throat quietly, before speaking up in a calm, yet tired voice.

"ahem..- excuse me. Are there any books on history.?"

He called out, noticing you almost instantly. Of course, unaware of being stuck in the future, he'd want to atleast know what time period he's in.