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There was once a time Wan Shi Tong was quite proud of his library.
He had built this library centuries ago when he was much younger and much less wise. When he was just a fledgling Wan Shi Tong was fascinated by humans, they lived such remarkably short lives and yet they never stopped creating despite the odds being forever stacked against them. This will, this drive simply enthralled the all knowing owl. Something Wan Shi Tong admired and was drawn too. So as a gift for his favorite creatures he decided to open a library.
A place where those short lived humans can better themselves and create even more, and as a way for Wan Shi Tong to satisfy his own obsessive interest in humans. And for many years it was just that, his library was hailed as a sanctuary. Scholars from far and wide would come to see its majestic halls or have a chat with its extremely intelligent guardian spirit. Wan Shi Tong was happy then surrounded by intelligence and praise for his work, but that happiness was soon to leave along with his last remaining naivety.
Thus when humans started asking for information on their neighboring countries, Wan Shi Tong thought nothing of it, just more insatiable human curiosity and that drive to learn and grow that was oh so common in humans. So, he gave them the information freely, so did he hand over the lives of thousands of innocents in his idiocy.
Wan Shi Tong only realized his mistake a week later when one of his foxes brought back a scroll praising the general who had discovered their enemies greatest weakness and in turn annihilated them. The spirit was shocked, he never thought that his favorite little creatures could ever be so cruel. He sent out all his resident scholars and lived alone in the library for a week trying to puzzle out why they would have ever done such a thing. He paced around trying to figure out this confounding puzzle, when his answer came knocking at the door.
At the door was a man heavily crippled by battle,blood still oozing from wounds and dripping onto his marble floor. He screamed at Wan Shi Tong begged him for knowledge so he could get his revenge, Wan Shi Tong will never forget that day it was the day he saw the true face of humanity, the insurmountable need to be better than others to be the person on top, humans were never curious like like Wan Shi Tong had always assumed. they were greedy.
With this grave realization Wan Shi Tong did what he knew he must.
On that day he closed the library.