"It looks imposing..." Eztein commented.
"Of course, it's a creation of our god, the Isolated Formation God," Erkigal said, stretching her hand cautiously to touch the stone monument.
Ohm!
A dazzling light burst forth from the point she touched, engulfing everyone before they could react.
Sinners...
When Erkigal opened her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar place. The surroundings were filled with volcanoes, their fiery streams mingling with dark, viscous liquid. The atmosphere was intensely hot, and an overwhelming energy pervaded the space.
Words and images flooded into her mind, seemingly from an unknown source she couldn't identify. She surmised it to be the legacy left by the Isolated Formation God—a repository of information for his people.
Next, Erkigal found herself in a chamber lined with books. At the table, a man sat, penning cryptic words in a notebook.
