The Last Day of Anuinzheulmin

As you fit the final seal into the door, it opens at last, parting and sliding into the doorframe with a silent glide despite the weight and bulk of the doors. A breeze seemingly made of whispers gasps from the sealed room, and tickles your ears with secrets in it passing. To understand them will take focus, but this may be one of your few opportunities to learn about Anuinzheulmin in ways no other has before.

As you allow the memories to wash over your soul, you begin to catch glimpses of them, and as you focus on your inquiry, those memories begin to resonate and respond, quick to share glimpses of the past. It did not take long for them to paint a brutal picture. Though the chamber was thick with the memories of Anuinzheulmin's accomplishments, it was not shy about his faults, either, about the cruelty of metascience tested on Sazashi slaves, The ruins deep below them were no doubt full of the haunted, tormented revenants of this cruel treatment—victims locked in Impression sarcophagi and left to rot in torment.

It's in these chambers that you come to realize the scope of Anuinzheulmin's work—the attempt to overwrite the spirit entirely, to enchant the body with a new soul and to have that soul sculpt the mind into turn. Sometimes this is for information, but always it is about control