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Maybe together, the two of them would find peace and an adventure unlike anything she could foresee.
    —
Nammaran; the Lost Planet of the Prophets
    Aen could feel them aware of his presence, but they did nothing to acknowledge him as he entered the temple. Slowly and quietly, he moved towards the motionless and meditating robed figures. There were no recognizable features on these creatures he could use to identify what race they were; they were draped from head to toe with long, hooded robes with not an ounce of flesh revealed. No light penetrated the opening of the hood and no reflections of eyes shone back at him; for all Aen knew they were nothing but ghosts!
    “ We are not ghosts, Aen of Terra Sol .”
    He heard the whispers of their collective voices coming from all directions. The sound of their voices surrounded him entirely and triggered an immediate defensive stature.
    “ Your might and power is useless here. Only peace and understanding have sway in the temple lands .” The voices spoke in unison. “ Come forward and ask your questions, for you have travelled long to ask them. The only thing that can harm you here is the truth and that will guide you to where you are needed next .”
    “Where am I needed next?” he asked in response to the cryptic message spoken before.
    “ That is not what you came to ask, Harbinger .”
    Aen paused; this was an awkward situation. They obviously knew his questions, but yet waited for him to ask them before answering. He carefully began to choose his words before speaking once more.
    “What am I?”
    “ You are what you were born to be .”
    It wasn’t the answer he wanted.
    “I was born a man, yet that is not what I am now.”
    “ Fate has chosen you to be much more than what you remember of yourself. As the fires cleanse the Empire, it is you who will show it how to go on in the face of tragedy .”
    “Fate didn’t make me what I am, so what am I?”
    “ You are the end of what is, and the light to show what will be .”
    This was going nowhere fast; the answers were cryptic and anything but clear. Aen decided to move on to the next question.
    “Why can’t I remember anything?” he tried next.
    “ Because you cannot open your eyes to see it .”
    None of this was making sense and it was beginning to frustrate him.
    “ Every step to find your answers opened your eyes to what you cannot see. The journey held the answers you so sorely search for yet you cannot see past your eyes to see the truth .”
    More hidden messages; more puzzles to solve that would give him headaches later. Aen was not impressed with what he was finding here.
    “ The past lies in the dust under your feet; it cannot help you now, yet it shaped what you are and guides you to what you must do next. In the ashes of your past you find only pain and loss; but in the here and now you can reach out to the falling star of kindness. There is one that needs you to help her more than you need your answers .”
    “Iana.” He answered. “How can I help the great Empress of the Lyarran Empire?”
    “ By killing her before those in the shadows do. By setting her free so she too can find herself .”
    “You want me to kill Iana; the Empress?” Aen hollered.
    “ You must kill one to save the other. It is the only way to face the growing darkness . The God’s chose you for a reason ; once you are whole again you will have all your answers . Before, you were struggling with your gifts and fighting your broken soul. Now you have forgotten that soul which made you formidable enough to defeat the impossible. Find what you left behind on Terra Sol and there you can show her what it means to live once more .”
    “ There is treachery in the house we built, but the darkness holds its secrets even from us. Only when you are whole can you raze the house to the ground and purge the evil from its shadowy corners. Rebuild what has been lost; cleanse what has been tainted, and light the way for those to follow.