Memmories of the World

Prologue

Tharius Evaehell

Time…It has existed since the beginning. None know when time shall cease to be. But for now, let us leave it there. Let us not disturb it for it is sleeping within itself. Waiting for the day it shall stop to exist; the day called Ragnarok.

But that is still far. We are still safe for now. Only few know what really happened in the past. Scriptures say these things but how are we so sure that it is right, Only one truly knows…one who holds the Memories of the World.

Time chooses it's bearer and the bearers of this gift – or should I say curse – have the same inevitable fate. Death. But all is not bad when one holds this. He sees the truth and the truth alone. No writing can twist the prime truths of this world. But, as you see, the writers do not believe the bearer.

They call the bearer's saying blasphemous. As they believe only in what they see. Or what they know.

Time holds many secrets. And all those secrets are embedded on the Memory Rune. Only the one who owns it shall know what the truth is. The true truth which is hidden from the rest of humanity.