Important: Some special names and item names may differ from the in-game translation.

Xadagan... Allod with a heart of metal, a place whose name raises questions for the uninitiated.

Immortality was the ambition of those who lived here, and the quest for immortality led them to seize their destiny. Once a monstrous plague, the Khakhayt, destroyed the ancient civilization of Hickut, and time turned the majestic city into ruins buried beneath the sands. Here came a different people, the Pedgeteans. The savages stared at the pyramid tops in stunned amazement, unable to imagine who could have built such a thing, looted derelict tombs whose owners were dead and whose stone faces looked at them with condemnation - but now this land belonged to the strangers and they could do whatever they wanted.

They gave the land a new name: Xadagan. But what had destroyed Hickut was what had ensured the fulfillment of the Hickutians' dream: the dead had risen, returning from oblivion. Now the Zem Arisen needed to regain what they had lost.

It was a difficult journey: as slaves, they were forced to work for the Xadagan who occupied their lands. There seemed to be no end to slavery, but the great Nefer Ur managed to break the chains, he compromised with Emperor Nezeb, and won freedom for his followers. Gradually, the people of Zem proved to everyone that they had something to learn from those who had managed to gain Immortality.

And especially now... The great enemy, Tep, has returned as the true God of Death. Sarnaut trembles, but the people of Zem... They are still on their way.

With a thoughtful gesture, Negus Suponu tapped a metal finger on his mask.

He is now responsible for Sar-Iram, the great city, the iron heart of Allod Xadagan. While Nefer Ur is unavailable, the responsibility rests on his shoulders.

He left his residence, taking the two silent munefs with him. Here, not far from Karkas, inspiration swept over him as it always did, bringing him yet another idea. Nefer Ur is great, and the new reality that will be created after receiving one of the eidos mined from the Nihaz Citadel will allow them to finally solve all their problems.

For a moment, the numerous outdoor lights blinked and then flashed again, illuminating everything with a pale green glow. Negus Shuponu wrinkled his nose internally, without showing any other emotions - the mask remained immovable.

The manastation director blames the interruptions on these shepeseis, who only think of shemau and pedes, but the growing consumption may also be the cause. In addition to Karkas, work continued in the Dome, in the mines, transportation portals, farms and hatcheries.

There are more and more modified Zem on the streets — as they say, such is the maeter.

Xadagan is a real haven for henen and usafu. Here frivolous ketetes spin their khepedu on penayets, baiting all sorts of khuds for uahuti.

"Not everyone can be a genius," thought Negus Suponu, agreeing with himself.

Many of the Arisen do not have the necessary talents to help their people on other allods. They should accept that they are tolerated here, as the life of each Arisen is precious. Too many bodies were lost; too few were recovered. Experiments in transplanting the Spark have yielded no results so far — progressive insanity prevents the transfer of the Spark to a mechanism or foreign body. Perhaps this problem will be solved in the Dome... But that's still far off, and now we constantly have to find new excuses for the Committee. This new detective, who arrived directly from Rysina herself, continues to investigate.

A flock of nekkhens on scooters whizzed past him. In Sarnaut, these kids are destined to stay like this forever, and they spend almost all their time in the jeb-net.

His attention was caught by one of them. She looked like a ruteika, and seemed to belong to Khadmon.

- Aikh, peraah! - she waved her prosthetic hand at the city leader. - How's your ibe?

- Solid kemakh. - Negus Suponu understood their “meda” well, that mixture of Hickut and common languages. He got along well with the young souls of the nedjes and the ketetes. The work in his previous life had taken its toll.

-Meredi! It's time to yeefee this khes before you become a total yahkebunny kahootey.

- Anekhev. - Shuponu nodded. - But we must finish Sarekh-Ahau! We'll issue a ruteika to each cheni.

- Sekhedjen! - she almost fell off that scooter of hers. - Oh, stop ahating...

- Sehnebet Sep! - Suponu waved goodbye, but the girl did not hear him.

The placement of the jeb-terminals was indeed one of his tasks. The new reality demanded that every Arisen be able to use this khepera.

Suponu's attention was drawn to a distant rumble, similar to the sound of thunder. The tests of the latest technology were going on there as well, and who knew, it might not be long before the first of the Arisen set foot in places where no Sarnautian had ever gone before.

Negus Suponu returned his thoughts to the report Sarang Kido had sent him. Faithful agent of Nefer Ur had been gathering information on Jigran, this capital of Hirkalla, for over a year now. As expected, the pursuit of Tep has come to nothing, the unrest is growing, some rebels are entrenched in Sadrok's palace, which could threaten the expedition of historians, which includes the Arisen members.