Darian took calm steps, approaching the central entrance of the temple. There was a strange pattern in the temples he had visited: they always had three doors side by side, but only the central one was the true entrance.
That was a representation of their father. The opposite sides symbolized the dark duality that existed within him. The center was the point of balance he had to reach to get where he did.
So, he left that message for others to understand—to always seek the middle path. They should never live focused on one extreme while ignoring the other side.
Darian slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside. There was a single small hall; at the end stood an altar, with a book resting on it.
He walked toward it slowly until the book lit up with a brilliant glow. Darian stopped, noticing that this light was completely different from the previous times.
