The trees are shaking. The wind is blowing. A desperate pair of eyes loom above the mines, staring at the last hope of his people. You must find the hope they need, the stone of life... The monolith of trichotomy, along with the three spells casted in the antient times on a rock pillar deep beneath the ground. Or else humanity shall perish...
Note: To reset land, reload page. Note: Monolith of trichotomy is a book I wrote.(And this game) It's unfinished (The book) but it has lots to do with mining and underground stuff and spells and wisdom and demons and monsters and contraptions and blablabla...
