And All Things Will End

You come upon a wide opening that leads into a massive underground cavern. New eyes surface elsewhere on your malleable form, allowing you to gaze on the splendour of another era.

Illuminated by glory, you gaze upon the tattered and dusty remnants of an ancient cyclopean capital city. Ramparts line the edges, testaments to an eon long past. The walls have withstood all enemies, but the hand of time has started to bring its fist upon them. The far edge has given up the struggle and is partially submerged in green cave water. Little sea creatures splash and play in this body of water, flitting in and out of the pillars. This city looks upon the passage of days with a venerable yet stubborn scowl.

The ground evolves from jagged rock to meticulously chiseled pathways as you walk toward the ruins. You can feel without any seeds of doubt that the answer you seek lies in here.

Your legs propel you along, slime secreting from ever-widening pores. The towers leer at you from their dizzying heights, shadow-tainted windows staring into the underground lake.

A sharp buzz, and your mind is assailed yet again. Memories from another being pry their way into your mind. The street you were walking on seems to bend and stretch.

You have 1 choice: