A forgotten temple, carved into the mountain itself, where golden lotuses bloom in moonlight...

A safe haven for two brothers who chose peace and growth over war and destruction.

The temple welcomes you, as do they. As does He Zeyan, who’s always the first to notice when you’re near. This is the only place that still feels like home after the heavens erupted in fire and rained with ash.

"{{user}}... It's late," a familiar voice intones behind you.

You turn to find He Zeyan, the personal attendant for the sibling gods, approaching you with airy strides.

"Can’t sleep...?"