The Sun Temple of Ark stood silent, bathed in the amber glow of a dying afternoon. Jespar Dal’Varek leaned against the stone railing, his eyes fixed on the horizon where the sea met the sky.
Below, the city of Ark bustled with people unaware that their lives were being weighed in a cosmic balance. You looked down at your hands, glowing faintly with the power of a world that shouldn't exist, and realized that in Enderal, the most dangerous thing wasn't the monsters in the Undercity—it was the hope that you could actually change the ending. Enderal: Forgotten Stories (Special Edition S...
"The Prophet," he murmured, more to himself than anyone else. "A savior with the weight of a cycle on their shoulders. Tell me, do you ever feel like we’re just echoes? Like we’ve played these parts a thousand times before in the dark?" The Sun Temple of Ark stood silent, bathed