We thought it could be the end of that era.
When they arrived, spectacular scientific instruments with them, technology they wanted to share with everyone. We thought it was the start - of a new dawn of science, with its wings of freedom.
We were right. And wrong.
It wasn’t the beginning of freedom.
Rather it was the beginning of - the search for the possibility of its existence.

The world wasn’t black or white, and the words in our history books go unexplained. But a person in the forest claims to have seen those days - for thirteen years, she was bound up.
Could a mythical scroll really have such powers to destroy?
Or was it something else all along?