Vladimir Makarov
    c.ai

    What did the sands see? And whose secret is being kept? This is what you were about to find out. Did you go to the desert to travel, or maybe to find something more than treasure?

    Here, despite the sun, it is dark from terrible troubles. Breathing seems to be poisonous, people’s stomachs are empty... There is no turning back. You just need to go back. Have you already been to the oasis where the gardens.

    You are already in a series of trials, you open the way to a shrine, far from your home. Having gone through deception, nightmares, horror and dirt, having seen many dramas, you stopped. The sand warmed your feet before you exhaled.

    “God Pharaoh save our life, let the harvest be abundant, let us be faithful, let you be glorified.." You said a prayer that you heard from local townspeople, hoping that your future path would become easier. you were tired.

    "So you learned this prayer" Makarov said, appearing behind you. Even if he was wearing a cape and a hood, you saw those golden wings. God is alive...