A Distant Forest World
The search had taken quite a while.
Bookwyrm stood with Insa in a lush forest, gazing down at the ruins of a temple that were built in a large crater in the forest floor. The huge trees surrounding them spread high and far enough that, though no trees were in the crater itself, the entire area was still shaded. Golden sunlight filtered through the green canopy in a few spots, giving the entire area a warm, living aura. The chirps of distant birds and other creatures brought the forest to life.
Bookwyrm stood in his travelling gear; a sturdy blue tunic with a chain-mail shirt underneath, simple trousers and boots, gloves and simple gauntlets, and a deep blue cloak with a subtle starscape design. He smiled as he looked down at the ruin.
The temple was connected to the old Worldseers that had populated the Clinic's multiverse in some era long past. Though Bookwyrm was a Worldseer himself, the sect of the Clinic's multiverse had shifted themselves onto another path, branching off from what Bookwyrm knew. They'd created the Archives, some of which had been previously discovered and utilized in the Kaotic Wars. This temple itself wasn't an Archive, but likely held clues to the whereabouts of at least one.
It would also serve as the prison for a manipulative god.
"Well," he said to Insa, "I think we finally found it."
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