Sunlight filtered through the palm trees, casting dancing shadows on the meandering rivers surrounding the Red Temple. Arthur gazed at the water, attempting to fathom the inexplicable presence of a river in the heart of the desert. Yet, logic seemed to elude this peculiar phenomenon; the river simply flowed in concentric circles around the temple.
"As long as you establish a city, town, or something of significance, the tower rewards you with phenomena like this river, based on your role," Joey explained, nonchalantly leaning against a palm tree. "This is why many believe the temple's ideals align with the tower's intentions. The tower rewards them accordingly."
"I could start a religion, and the tower would still reward me," Arthur mused, cupping his hand to scoop some water from the river before taking a sip. "This place thrives on chaos and life. Everything serves to propel the world forward."
