Ancient magic dwells within the temple's walls. Many vast buildings, lit with a golden hue as the sun circles the temple. Filled with silence, nothing but the wind whirls within its empty walls. Within, lays a group of holy mages who defy death itself. They bend space and time, living in the dimension in between, guarding generations of knowledge and teachings. 

Yet, they have yet to reveal themselves.

Villages around knew of the old story. Anyone who dared enter would never see the dawn of light again. Trapped within its walls as screams of the fallen souls could be heard.