This is the second part of the Jigran Pages, released with patch 15.1 when the new zone in Jigran opened. For all the lore lovers, I’ve included the full text from the conversations within the pages.
Alice: "In this world, Hinanna's story is complete," he said. "But there are other worlds. Perhaps you want to find a new destiny? A new world without regrets or old grievances." And I agreed. I lost my memory and destiny, but I was given a new life in a new world without regrets. I didn't know what awaited me in the new world, but I didn't care at that moment.
Hirkalla: And what happened next?
Alice: Nihaz gave me to his monster, Avior, and he was able to connect me to the newly created world, Sarnaut. I became an integral part of it, its soul. As long as Sarnaut exists, I exist too. Nihaz's plans are cunning, few know what the God of Darkness really wants. Nihaz, of course, did not know that Sarn would be able to obtain part of his powers after the death of the three Guardian dragons.
Hirkalla: I don't really understand why Nihaz needed to create some kind of "Soul of the World" and why he chose you, sister. But I think he had his reasons...
Alice: I was asleep when the creator god, imprisoned in the bowels of the planet, began his journey in an attempt to gain freedom. I did not see how the Junes destroyed themselves, how the dragons fell... I woke up when Tep, the first of Nihaz's students in this world, used the power he was granted to destroy his people.
Hirkalla: I was very impressed by this Tep. To create such a plague - this requires considerable talent.
Alice: I awoke in a field full of the dead. Death and darkness ruled there. The despair that engulfed all living things was so great that it tore me from my sleep. 1, remembered nothing, and this was my first memory- the field of the last battle, full of the dead. There was only a feeling of monstrous darkness, the breath of death itself. All life here was destroyed. The darkness caused by powerful and cunning magic extinguished every bit of life.
Hirkalla: That's a lot of histrionics, sister.
Alice: But I had the strength to overcome the plague. I was a part of this world, and the plague was not. And I was able to get rid of it, throw it away into oblivion. Then I buried all these warriors. I managed to find their homeland, far away from this now empty country, and I took their bodies home where they belonged. Their country was also devastated. Death reigned there now. The sand had already begun to cover their homes and fields. In a few years only memories would remain of them, and for many years anyone capable of feeling would stay away from this place, driven by the shadow of fear, the sense of unimaginable horror that had destroyed an entire civilization.
Hirkalla: Melodramatic. This kind of thing happens somewhere all the time. But fine, tell me more.
Alice: I encountered many unusual things along the way, visited a city with many towers high in the mountains where some unfortunate people lived, fleeing from an unimaginable monster. I believed them and went to look for the monster so I could get rid of it. But when I met it, I felt the same darkness again and, frightened, I. ran away. I had to wander through the mountains for a long time. I saw how new residents came to the ruins of abandoned cities, lived there, then left and moved on. I liked this world, full of green forests and high mountains.
Hirkalla: This world is valuable only because of its inhabitants.
Alice: Civilization was just emerging here, but these humans and elves had already made strides in magic. I met many Great Mages of this world, and they impressed me. Each of them was passionate about knowledge and sought to improve the lives of the common people.
Hirkalla: They sought power, sister. Only power. Don't talk about "common people" here.
Alice: Of course, the Conclave was not infallible, and they often had to correct the consequences of ill- considered decisions. Their main temptation was created by Nihaz himself. The twelve keys of Power, locked in twelve towers that he erected shortly after he replaced the Guardian Dragons with Seals. At that time, I did not know about it, but as the Soul of the World, I understood that these objects were extremely dangerous.
Hirkalla: Divine energy. Giving it to mortals is the same as...
Alice: Letting children play with fire, yes. Nihaz deliberately, gave these fragments of the Seals to the Great Mages, knowing that keeping Sarn contained would be difficult. Looking at the Junes, he knew how to tempt the inhabitants of this world and what would happen if he offered them power. He wanted to see how they would deal with Sarn and his creations. It was a gamble where he could lose, but that was exactly the kind of game Nihaz enjoyed.
Hirkalla: And have you grown fond of the mortals of this world, sister? Alice: Of course...
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Alice: The greatest of them is probably Maeve, and also her student Zayan. I knew them well enough. I could not tell them the whole truth, especially since 1 myself did not understand or remember much. There are few elves as wise as Zayan, the first of historians who strives to unravel all the mysteries of this world. He helped me when I was looking for myself, not understanding who I was and where I came from. And perhaps it was then that Klavdia was born. She was no longer the goddess Hinanna. It seems that gods can only understand mortals if they become mortal? You have traveled to other worlds, sister. Have you ever met people who became close to you?
Hirkalla: Such matters are alien to me, sister, and you know it. It's difficult to feel anything towards those for whom you are death. By the will of my mother, I'm doomed to the loneliness of an executioner
who walks unrecognized among their victims. How can I perceive them as individual beings if I'm destined for eternity. In comparison, their life is a moth's dance around a burning candle.
Alice: And you and Nihaz say that mortals mean something to you. Hirkalla: Only the masses are important to me, because where one cannot pass, millions will. Sacrifice is inevitable on this path, but that is precisely why large numbers count.
Alice: What have you been doing all this time, sister? Nihaz never told me anything...
Hirkalla: My task was to gather the twelve powers of the gods. The mages of this world call them the Sources. These "domains" are extremely important and I couldn't leave them in unworthy hands. The darkness never had the brute force of Chaos. Or the fury of Light.
Alice: Darkness can be insidious, I know that better than anyone... You were able to beat Sarn...
Hirkalla: Our enemies were stupid and arrogant. So they soon paid for everything. Over time, we gathered more and more power with the help of what came to be called... technology. The All-Mother was wrong to underestimate such possibilities. Yes, we were not Creator Gods, we could not resurrect the dead with only our will. But these miracles became available thanks to the Citadels and the acquired knowledge.
Alice: Nihaz used amazing people to create them. They are still in Sarnaut.
Hirkalla: After acquiring all twelve powers, we decided to visit Eidos. The original world of the gods fell into our hands like an overripe fruit. Its few defenders fled when it was flooded by the boundless darkness. And we found what we were looking for - knowledge, the ability to remake existence according to our own desires.
Alice: And what happened next, sister? Did Nihaz give you power over the creatures of Darkness? What awaited you?
Hirkalla: Endless centuries of endless battles. Mortal empires rose and fell, worlds rose and fell. As always, chaos against order, darkness against light. Sarn fell, but his followers rallied. The Architect advanced like a glacier - he was unstoppable but extremely slow. Chaos raged in its fury but had no strategy. Nihaz's path and mine diverged. The one I called father entrusted me with this war, and I chose to strike suddenly and unpredictably where it was least expected. We brought death to our enemies and many of their worlds were devastated. We undermined their resolve, offering the temptations of new rules and laws. There is nothing in the universe that we have not touched. In the end, they will all come to us or fall.
Alice: Was it fair, sister?
Hirkalla: Oh, how I hate them, the bright and righteous. They
themselves made us the overlords of death and darkness, and now we will bring death and darkness to them. We need no mercy and we will show none.
Hirkalla: How did you finally regain your memory?
Alice: When Nihaz returned to this world. I was his beloved daughter who had found her forgotten relative. And I was happy. Nihaz, on the other hand, needed a new student. He tried many of the inhabitants of this world - Tep, Elleken, Ath-Zak. But they were all unsuitable. He needed someone who
was...
Hirkalla: What were you going to say?
Alice: Who escaped their fate.
Alice: A representative of his people who will go where others were not destined to go.
Alice: Who would not back down from a challenge and would do the unthinkable.
Alice: And that hero came. They arrived in the Holy Land, uncovered Sarn's conspiracy and, after receiving Tensess's advice, went to the Coba Plateau.
Alice: There was something about them that others didn't have, and I realized it at first sight.
Alice: That was our first meeting.
Alice: And the second...
Alice: I stood near the carcass of a long-dead dragon, and as soon as I touched the heart this hero gave me, I immediately remembered.
Alice: I was a mortal sorceress who belonged to this world, and I found myself as a goddess who lost her immortality.
Alice: But I could get everything back, and I did.
Alice: After taking Tep's Spark, full of the power he had stolen, I performed many miracles, and the eyes of many believers turned to me. Faith returned my divinity, and memory helped me understand who Nihaz was.
Alice: But the hardest part was yet to come - I pitted Sarn and the Architect against each other, but our so-called "father" was able to avoid the trap.
Alice: To rid Sarnaut of him, I decided to join forces with our mother, but you and Nihaz were once again more cunning.
Alice: Then I decided to play with time, I tried to change the past. I tried thousands of options, but it all came down to one thing - my defeat.
Hirkalla: Playing with time is a dangerous game, sister.
Alice: But I learned a lot along the way, and I remembered what you had forgotten. The fate you regret was determined for you from above. These Threads are not spun by us, and it's not for the gods to determine their own fate.
Hirkalla: What are you even talking about, sister?
Alice: There are many forces in the universe. The enmity between light and darkness is only a small part of the universal confrontation, the clash of opposites. Our destinies are decided by need. By the one who determines the lot given to us.
Hirkalla: I still don't believe in fate. What do you think this is?
Predestination?
Alice: It would like to be predestination, all-powerful and indisputable, but capricious Chance interferes with its plans.
Alice: There is one more thing - in the confrontation between Predestination and Chance, beware of the Scissors. She is ready to cut all the Threads that do not fit into her vision of the Pattern... This force is already here...
Hirkalla: You tire me, sister. I fear your madness is incurable. Leave my city, you have no place here anymore!
Alice: If you don't listen, I will find those who will.
Hirkalla: I'm lost in your madness. And what does chance decide?
Alice: Blind probability, the possibility of two outcomes. Chance led the hero found by Nihaz along their path, Luck accompanied them in their adventures. In one version, they died, but in the other, they survived and kept going. If not for chance, their path would have been cut short long ago... This is what I was able to see. Moreover, after becoming an element of chance, they now change the fates of others. Their skill allowed them to become a Weaver, one who is able to tie together previously severed Threads.
Hirkalla: Am I supposed to believe that it all means something? That it's not some wild superstitions of barbarian tribes?
Alice: I'm afraid I have no way to convince you, sister. However, beware your fate is tied to their fate now, just like mine.
