Religion of Lies

Sunlight filtered through the palm trees, casting dancing shadows on the meandering rivers surrounding the Red Temple. Arthur gazed at the water, attempting to fathom the inexplicable presence of a river in the heart of the desert. Yet, logic seemed to elude this peculiar phenomenon; the river simply flowed in concentric circles around the temple.

"As long as you establish a city, town, or something of significance, the tower rewards you with phenomena like this river, based on your role," Joey explained, nonchalantly leaning against a palm tree. "This is why many believe the temple's ideals align with the tower's intentions. The tower rewards them accordingly."

"I could start a religion, and the tower would still reward me," Arthur mused, cupping his hand to scoop some water from the river before taking a sip. "This place thrives on chaos and life. Everything serves to propel the world forward."