Chaos Mortalitus
not this day, this hour, yet begins its long road forth. Through all things to come, together we become all things known and on that day might the truth of all universes be known. Might the dreams of all life be realized, for our journey continues so rest my friend. Till we meet again. For the dreams of Vexicus."
     
    A feeling of déjà vu falls over me as if I know the hidden meaning behind this message. Continuing to scan the massive monument in front of me, I stand in awe of this breathtaking rendition. From the monuments base, two stone pathways round both sides of the statue and join behind it as I walk the path to the right and come to a straightaway leading to the next monument off in the distance. From the looks of it, the next venture is a very large pyramid made of the same crystal material as the one from Tyler's message, or at least I assume.
     
    The long pathway is ancient looking, yet well preserved and as I walk this path a somewhat heavy rain begins to pour, very warm, invigorating. I stop not far from the pyramid and stare high into the heavens, with my arms extended, my eyes shut and sensations I just can't explain as I slowly make my way down the road, approaching the front entrance. Entering the twenty-foot entrance, the raindrops abruptly stop as I pass through the opening. Walking down the hallway a small distance, I head straight for the heart of the pyramid as I come upon the central chamber and find a large room, some sort of study.
     
    Inside this room, ancient technology, artifacts, things I can't begin to comprehend. In the center, a brilliant light fixated on a sword floating freely. A broadsword maybe four feet in length, its handle and base an alien material, the blade forged with the crystal material native to this world. Carvings on the blade similar to the Artifact, speaking of which, where is the Artifact? With all this commotion I didn't even realize that the alien dagger that brought me here was no longer on my hand. Deciding that this room holds questions that are beyond me currently, I pause for a moment longer to stare at the blade.
     
    Gathering my wits I head out of the pyramid and back for the shoreline around the large pool of glowing liquid. As I venture back I continue thinking to myself how advanced these structures and technologies seem to be. That being said, I can't help but wonder who built this stuff and where are they now? Leaving the plush terrain, my feet sink into the perfectly cut white sands, flawless as gradually the beautiful sands begin to shift into the crystal material and I once again come upon the large body of energy, calm and silent. Searching the place of my initial awakening, at first there is no sign of the Artifact and then out of the corner of my eye, I see it halfway sticking out of the crystal sand.
     
    Reaching for it slowly, I once again grab it with my right hand and immediately I shut my eyes fearing the worst, yet to my surprise nothing happens. Walking the edge of the pool of energy again I stare out onto the roaring ocean below, waves colliding, causing new waves to form. My eyes roam as I see distant shorelines below, where the ocean currents break. They also extend as far as the eye can see, shinning brightly from the prism reflections of the glowing ocean of energy. Wondering if the sounds of my own thoughts are all I truly have left, if I'm doomed to walk these shores eternally as the silence suddenly breaks. "Do you seek the truth?"
     
    Turning quickly in all directions suddenly my calm feeling is replaced with caution, for I have no idea what I am dealing with. I scan my surrounding environment and decide I'd rather not be standing next to the edge of this cliff that leads to this abyss of energy. Heading back around the large pool I make it to the center of this particular shoreline, back to my arrival point. "Do you seek the origins Ashton Mortal?" The voice asks again.
     
    "Who are you?" I hesitate. "What is this?"
     
    "I am the

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