Chapter 59 Book of Kings and Prophets

King Yarlessto adored poetry, relished in half-true, half-fictitious legends, and cherished every transformation that occurred in the Logos Mortal World...

The King would often stand at the altar atop the mountain, gazing down upon the Logos Kingdom. In two hundred years, people had ceased living in crude wooden huts; instead, they had erected row upon row of lengthy houses using bricks and stones. Countless murals had spread throughout the streets and alleys as the Kingdom flourished, and bustling markets were brightly lit all through the night.

The people of Logos no longer relied on hunting for survival, nor did they need to become either a Hunter or a Priest upon reaching adulthood.

Thus, professions such as stonemasons, coppersmiths, farmers, butchers, and so forth, had emerged from the original society, and with them, poetry, script, rituals... all sprouted beautiful buds as bright proofs of a splendid civilization.