Ten thousand years ago, there were pilgrims who had used these very words to record the scenery of Solenne. A holy and majestic land where the giants, children of the Goddess had built their great cities as a testament and record of their mother's glory and greatness. They had brought from the deep space remants of stars and planets and had turned these materials on the planet's core into the black, obsidian bricks. These bricks were stronger than any metal, yet was light as feather. Thousands upon thousands of them stood upon the earth, and amonst them glew a neverending light. The giants had also encrusted crystals of supernovas and the top of their great sanctums. These crystals beamed with energy, and on holiest of planets on the Solenne Gateway, serve as a lighthouse, bringing light to all mortals.
Even as the planet now lay in complete ruin, Hao Ren could imagine the glorious days of yore from the ruins.
