Ark Lore Part 4: The Conclusion

Lars flew through a valley filled with lush flowers and vegetation, it is obvious that no one has been in this region for a long time.

"This mountain seems so familiar," Lars thinks to himself as he nears a mountain. Lars flew around the mountain till he noticed a cave in the side. Lars landed near the entrance and began his exploration of the cave.

"Alright lets hope you work like you did before," Lars thought to himself as he lifted the Axe of the Oppressed up. The artificial Stone of Death began to glow allowing Lars to see. The light was still dim, but gave enough so Lars could see ahead.

30 Minutes Later

"Okay does this place even have an end?" Lars asked himself. The stone that lined the walls shifted from brown stone to a light blue color similar to that on Uranus.

"This could be progress," Lars thought to himself as he walked down the corridor more. Soon Glyphs of arks similar to those on Uranus littered the walls. As Lars continued down the corridor the glyphs became more common and bigger. Eventually the corridor ended and Lars stood in front of a wall with an intricate carving of a crown on it.

"What could this mean?" Lars thought to himself as he ran his fingers through the ancient carving. As Lars ran his fingers through the carving on the jewels of the crown he heard a click and felt his finger push in a little. A rumble echoed through the passageway before the wall in front of Lars moved away revealing more cave to explore.

"Interesting contraption," Lars thought to himself as he walked into the new part of the cave. Once Lars passed the threshold the light from the artificial Stone of Death bounced off reflective crystals illuminating the room similarly to the cave Lars got stuck in on Uranus. With the cave nearly fully lit Lars was able to see a large mural of Arks and humans working together.

"So after landing on Earth we worked with the humans to create this temple and lived among them," Lars thought to himself as he walked around the room viewing the murals. As Lars neared the beginning again he heard a snap underneed his foot.

"What the FUCK!!!!" Lars shouted as he noticed that snap was him stepping on the bones of someone who died while attempting to rob this temple.

"I should keep an eye out for booby traps," Lars thought to himself. As he walked away something caught his eye. Light reflecting off of something metallic. Lars turned around and to get a better inspection of the corpse.

"What is this?" Lars asked himself as he reached for the item. Lars tilted his head in confusion as he revealed a dagger.

"Huh, strange," Lars said out loud as he traced his fingers along the unique craftsmanship of the dagger. There was a hole in the handle of the dagger that could fit a crystal shaped object. As Lars brushed his fingers around the hole on the dagger the temple began to become more illuminated, but the color of the light was different from the artificial Stone of Death, it was red, blue and green. Lars looked up to see the light being emitted from the Sacred Stones on the crown. The temple began to rumble as the floor in the middle of the room moved to reveal a spiral staircase that went down further.

"Great more there's more to this place," Lars thought to himself sarcastically before beginning his descent down the stairs. The stairs were made of some type of metal coated with some black substance that protected it from rusting. In some parts of the staircase the substance was flaked off and revealed the rusted metal beneath. Soon enough, Lars made it to the end of the staircase to see a pedestal in the middle of the room, on the pedestal layed a crystal shaped pink rock.

"Is this the Stone of Peace?" Lars thought to himself as he reached to pick up the stone. Lars wrapped his fingers around the rock and lifted it up to his eye to get a better look at it.

"This better be it," Lars thought to himself as he placed the stone into the hole on the dagger. The hole in the dagger was a perfect fit for the light pink stone. As Lars clicked the stone in place visions flashed through his head once more. They were of Zac. He was holding a brilliant golden staff with an orange gemstone fitted at the top. Zac appeared to be in pain as he struggled to fight off someone.

"Hang in there Zac I'm on my way!" Lars shouted as he ran out the temple.