2.1 Return to Crypt
You feel an arcane presence...
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WARNING! This transcript is from an older version of Drehmal, and is no longer a part of the map as of the 2.2 update.
This page has been kept on the wiki for posterity, but the updated version of this interaction in the end-game has been changed significantly.
In Drehmal: Primordial v2.1, this sequence played out when the player returned to the starting crypt/spawn tomb upon completing the Court of Nothing section.
[RETURN TO STARTING CRYPT]
???: Congratulations. You've made it so far. Further than I had anticipated.
???: You must be dying for answers. You crave it and are truly insatiable.
???: Yet, there is one question lingering in the back of your mind: Why am I willing to tell you this?
???: Especially when I just showcased what happened to those who sought their own answers.
???: It's because you are insignificant. Infinitesimal. You are nothing but an amalgamation of atomic particles, concocted by an entity you can never meet.
???: You cannot pose a threat to me. The river of time that you drift upon has sealed its fate.
???: The pursuit for power is absolute.
???: It is the ultimate goal of any lifeform, be it through raw, physical strength, control over a dominion, to have power over their own unruly consciousness, or simply to fuel their biological engines.
???: But, what if there were a power that transcends power? The capacity to grant it and relay it to other beings.
???: I am that power. I am the cultivator of it, I sow the seeds of strength and might, mind and soul.
???: I give the fruits of my labor to those I deem worthy of it. With it, they may go on to preside over their own realm, with its own rules.
???: As you can imagine, there are an infinite number of beings that desire my metaphorical crown, and under no circumstance must that crown fall into the hands of the crooked.
???: Alas, I am getting ahead of myself. You came here for power yourself - so let us get you that power.
???: ‘The light unlike any other feeds upon a heart.’