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Egypt |
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CONTENT WARNING: This level features mentions of suicide, which may be triggering for some individuals. If you are easily triggered by the topic, please either play with caution or skip the level.
["Maledicta Immortalitas"]
[Day 20 - 28th August 2026]
[Lara Croft]
[World-Renowned Archeologist]
[Ruins of Suteham, Outskirts of Giza]
The curse of the philosopher's stone haunted her ever since the day she picked it up in Rome and it drove her into nigh insanity: every time death came for her, a wave of nausea and tremor came over her over the course of her adventures, and beneath the luck of never quite coming close to dying came the haunting thought of what will happen if she meets her maker: time itself, for immortality might be a curse she never wishes, seeing that by Winston's growing fatigue in every day tasks. Burdened by daily life and clinging on to sanity, she obsesses over finding a way to remove the curse of the effects of the philosopher's stone in order to pass peacefully one day, not wanting to dodge aging, signs of stagnation apparent by the lack of marks on her face.
And so, she moved herself, Winston, her dog Roach into a smaller manor within the depths of England to distance herself from her general life, researching into the early morning of ways to remove the effect until she came across a temple - the temple of suteham, and a half of its counterpart, the temple of shaduf, which were known for binding and undoing cursed artifacts back in the day: legends spoke of travelers that came into the shaduf temple and left accursed for life, burned by their souls until they came across the graceful cultists, dressed on dark cloths of the time, who operated the shaduf temple and could unbind artifacts at a price, something none were allowed to speak off. Unable to bear it, she set out into the stormy weather of Giza, not catching the news about the impending chemical storm that would make it nigh impossible to travel, lest explore ruins of a lost forgotten legend. |




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