"What a domineering temple," Damien muttered as he observed the Inheritance site in front of him.
The temple didn't look big from the outside, with a stature befitting any normal temple one would see in the outside world. The material used to build it couldn't be identified, but it had clearly been worn down with time. It didn't have any shine or luster like it should have.
The temple overall looked dilapidated, but those two massive stone doors that signified its entrance were still as majestic as ever. On those doors, there were carvings in a language Damien didn't understand, but they seemed to contain a profound aura that couldn't be hidden.
"But even with those characters, if it wasn't for the aura this temple is radiating, I probably wouldn't even consider it as an inheritance site."
The aura of ancientness and desolation had already corroded a 10-kilometer radius around the temple, and it was still continuing to spread.
