The One Who Sees All

Vance Gantthorn is completely normal. Even his routine always goes according to plan, and every day progresses as a perfect reflection of the last. On the lone continent of Nalathol, art is banned. Theater, crafts, ceramics, drawing, singing, dancing, all is forbidden by the Ones Who Know. They run this world with a fist that could bend titanium and a glare that could break the will of any rebellion. On this sole land mass at the center of the Segani Ocean, nothing was different, nothing is different, and nothing will ever be different.

...or so they thought...