Unspeakable things were whispering at the bottom of the abyss, and the Old Ones were wandering in the starry sky.

The endless distortion brought by the pursuit of the unknown brought an end to all wizards who pursued the truth.

Only Lyle, whose sanity value was locked by the system, embraced His hands, kissed His face, and whispered something that terrified them.

"Add another hour, and use more strength."