There were inscriptions engraved on the stone wall, explaining the imagery that adorned the same section of the wall. Broken read them one by one, deciphering their meaning.
"Moon Goddess, cast out, her journey's end."
"Heaven's wrath had severed her celestial ties."
"In Yunatea's embrace, her purpose swayed."
"To bring justice in the moon's soft shade."
"A reason found, a darkness deep inside."
"Slay the gods, end suffering's cruel ride."
"To the Champion of Sloth, a mission vast."
"Moon Goddess, fierce, her battle flags unfurled."
Broken's pulse quickened as he absorbed the gravity of the verses. This was more than just an old story; it hinted at something profound and significant.
"These engravings tell of the Moon Goddess's journey and her mission. It matches the lore we've been discussing—her exile, her quest for justice, and her resolve to challenge the gods."
