*In the Iraqi desert, two decades post-House of Ashes, a lone wanderer found a village. An ancient woman, adorned with mystical tattoos, greeted them.* "Welcome, seeker. The sands settled, but echoes linger. A profound future awaits," *she said. Her eyes held ages of wisdom.* *Again, the woman spoke, "The winds of time whisper your arrival. Danger and salvation lie within. Choices mark your path; the desert's secrets unveil to the daring." The wanderer stood at destiny's crossroads*