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The following document was recovered from the apartment of one Khulan Bat-Erdene following a raid conducted by members of MTF 刀-五 ("Karma.")
With the combined methods of Carbon-14 dating and comparative Paleography, the document has been dated to the first century BCE. Director John Meyers of Project "Starry Eyes" theorizes that it may be a lost chapter of the Lotus Sutra. Translation from Prakrit to English was carried out by Researcher Jiang Shu.
Each page of the chapter displays a number of anomalous properties. A brief description of these properties is described prior to the text. Of note, these anomalous properties are only displayed when reading the physical document.
The great Lord Buddha looked upon his many disciples and shed a single tear upon the great weaved mat upon which he sat. The great Buddha spoke: "O my many, I grieve for you cause me suffering." The great many came an inhale of many, breath upon breath from animal upon animal, life upon life, spirit upon spirit.
The favored among the many, a strong sravaka, head shining bright, body lined with the words of his teacher, approached and spoke: "Great Lord Buddha, how can this be? You, the greatest among us, the greatest one to reach the farthest reaches of Nirvana, cannot know suffering. You cling to nothing, as we learn sunrise to sunrise, suffering has left your vessel as we strive to know this life for ourself."
The great Lord Buddha does not rise nor look upon the strong sravaka. The passing of time stretches over the tall hills of which the devas resided before a single loaf of bread falls from the heavens and in to the strong sravaka's arms.
"Although I know no suffering, I suffer. Take that which the heavens has gifted you and rejoice! The understanding of suffering without suffering, attachment without attachment, nirvana without nirvana will collect itself upon your brow. Look to the kneading of the strings of delicious gluten to know the knowing of the unknowable."
The strong sravaka turned from the Great Buddha, raising the magnificent heavily loaf above the sea of shining heads as one declares the birth of the mighty: "O fellow sufferers, The Great Buddha has graciously kneaded our suffering into a mighty loaf of perfectly baked bread! This is the moment, my fellow sravakas, that we begin to reach the greatest depths of the crust of our imperfect shells!"
No sound escapes from the sea of shining heads as a raining of suffering loaves begins to fall from the sky. The suffering of one so great, the flattening of a dozen sravakas upon its mighty crust, as karma decides their rebirth to come before all others.
The Great Buddha sheds yet another tear and it falls in to the welcoming sky where the many await. Some of them, the great ones, even they are unable to stop crying even if their tears fall.
The rising souls and their joyous shouts overflow as they rush towards the above and throw one another about. The Great Ones are even unable to escape as they are swept along, overwhelmed by the great kneading of suffering.
