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"It seems so," Arstus spoke to Adria as he turned to face Moren. "Perhaps the start of more cooperation between us." Arstus would smile if he had a mouth, but instead, he simply nodded to her respectfully. He is the light, and she the darkness. Perhaps they can work together despite being opposites of each other. Only time will tell. 

As the trio ventured past the fog and travelled for some time before reaching their prize. A temple, but, one not yet done, incomplete. Questions entered his mind, and as he ventured inside and took in what was there. There was a place for all of them, a place to spoke to him, like he was drawn to it. This was his place of the temple where he could add something. His own personal touch. This made Arstus have more questions as he explored the temple.  

Who made us? Arstus thought as the words echoed in his mind as he read the carving inside this strange temple. Along with observing the properties of this temple, which made him question the words. This temple was for them, made by someone or something that was expecting them. Waiting for them to come to this place and... and. Arstus stood there for a moment in deep thought. More questions than answers, but it is clear. Whatever this world is or who created it, this is for them. The gods and whether or not this world is a remnant of something else or something new. Arstus hopes to discover in time, and as he thought about the words again. Why pose a question unless... 

Before Arstus could ponder further, the earth started to shake, and then he received a painful vision. It was one of light, a light he had never experienced and never produced. A light from the stars so pure and radiant that it stood as a beacon in the darkness. Arstus tried to cover his eyes from the blinding light, but he could not move. Like he was being forced to watch the magnificent star shine so bright that its light enveloped everything. 

For a moment, Arstus as the light overcame him, he felt like he was in some kind of limbo before coming back to reality. He dropped to his knees as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. After what felt like forever, Arstus recovered and stood back up. Once again gazed at the carving, and this time he had an answer for it. "Light," or at least that was his personal answer. For while one question was solved, who he was, other questions remained. 

Which he took note that it seemed like Adria had left. Leaving only him and Moren inside the temple. But before Arstus would leave the temple, he decided to fill his alcove. Using his power, he filled his alcove with images both light and the stars. With the brightest star in the middle of the alcove and gave off some light. Enough to light the alcove but not be overpowering. 

Once he was finished, Arstus would leave the temple, but he did one last thing before he did. He stared curiously at the half-crumbled throne. Arstus could feel like it was waiting for something, and wondered who this throne was meant for. One of the gods or someone else. Then he walked to the entrance of the temple and planned his next move as he scanned the landscape for any of his fellow gods.      

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Arstus filled his alcove with stars and light.   
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