He was scruffy, he was shabby, he was noisy and obscene. He had never woken up on time, and he had never completed a task on time in his entire life.
His current obligations in life were to eat and sleep…and those he would perform without fail.
However, for some reason and even though he was the most irresponsible, mischievous and untrustworthy individual on the planet, the elders had selected him to become the “Book Keeper”, an honor beyond all imagination, but also a great responsibility.
He was now responsible for all the knowledge, wisdom, history, and writings of his species. All this wealth of information was in his hands, under his protection.
He had to learn, absorb, and digest the information, disseminate the wisdom but simultaneously make sure it did not fall into the wrong hands (and there were plenty of those lurking around).
Wow, he didn’t know where to start…then a voice said “One book at a time”…so that is what he did, the “Book Keeper” began to read.