The Ten Paths

Before time had a name, before the first breath of the world was drawn, there was a promise.

A promise made by ten souls, bound beyond life and death. A promise buried beneath lifetimes of forgetting, waiting for the moment when the world would call them back to the path they once walked.

Now, that moment had come.

Across the vastness of existence, the ten stirred. They did not know each other. They did not know why their hearts beat with the rhythm of something greater than themselves.

But they felt it.

A shift in the air. A whisper in the silence. A force both ancient and eternal, pulling them toward a place they did not yet remember.

It came in different forms—visions, signs, impossible coincidences. Some welcomed it. Some feared it. Some resisted until there was nothing left to do but surrender.

One by one, they would awaken.

One by one, they would be called.

And whether they were ready or not, their journey had already begun

The temple had waited long enough.

The time had come.

The chosen ones would return.

And with them, the world would change.

CHAPTER 1:The Awakening of The Temple

High in the mountains where no maps could lead, hidden beneath veils of mist and forgotten by history, stood an ancient temple. It had no name, for names were fleeting things, bound to time. And time held no power here.

The temple was carved into the heart of the mountain itself, its stones older than memory, etched with symbols that no human tongue could translate. It was not built by hands but shaped by something greater—something beyond the limits of mortal understanding.

It had always been here. Waiting. Watching.

The Birth of the Temple

In the beginning, before the world was as it is now, there was balance. The forces of light and shadow moved in harmony, each a reflection of the other. The universe pulsed with an order beyond sight, beyond sound—a rhythm that only the awakened could hear.

But balance is fragile. And in time, it was broken.

The temple was created as a safeguard, a beacon of wisdom and power, hidden away until the world was ready to remember. It was not a place of worship, nor a sanctuary for the weak. It was a gate—a bridge between what was and what could be.

It called to those who had walked this path before, to those whose souls had once carried the knowledge of the stars. Ten of them, bound by fate, destined to return when the world needed them most.

But lifetimes had passed. They had forgotten.

And so, the temple whispered.

The Temple Awakens

At its center stood the Circle of Echoes, a vast ring of towering stones, their surfaces humming with an energy older than the first dawn. It was said that when the time was right, the stones would glow once more, calling the lost souls home.

Tonight, the glow returned.

Faint at first—like embers stirring beneath ashes. Then brighter, pulsing like a heartbeat. The ancient mechanisms hidden beneath the earth trembled awake, sending a low hum through the valley. The winds shifted, carrying a message through the world, a call only ten souls could hear.

A monk who had no past.

A warrior who had forgotten his purpose.

A scientist bound by logic yet haunted by the unknown.

A healer who no longer believed in her gift.

A wealthy man drowning in emptiness.

A poet who saw without eyes.

A child whose dreams were not her own.

And three others, their paths yet hidden in the mist of fate.

CHAPTER 2: The Keeper of the Path

In the silence of the misty mountains, where time moved in slow, sacred circles, the temple stirred. Its ancient stones, untouched by history, hummed with a power that had lain dormant for centuries.

At the temple's entrance, a lone figure sat, cross-legged on the worn stone steps. His presence was as much a part of the temple as the walls themselves, woven into its essence like threads in an eternal tapestry.

He had long abandoned the weight of a name, but the world once called him Elder Tao.His robes, simple and unadorned, whispered of a life free from the chains of possession. His face, lined with the patience of one who had watched civilizations rise and fall, held the quiet knowing of lifetimes beyond counting.

Yet tonight, for the first time in an age, his eyes opened.The wind shifted. The air crackled with unseen energy. The great stones of the Circle of Echoes pulsed with an ancient rhythm.

It had begun.

Tao exhaled, his breath merging with the night air. He did not need to see beyond the mist to know. The ten had heard the call.The Reason for the Call

The temple was not merely a place. It was a forbidden bridge between the world of men and the unseen truths beyond it. For centuries, it had watched as the world drifted further from balance, as greed and fear replaced wisdom and purpose.

But there were always those chosen to remember.Ten souls, bound by a forgotten oath, reincarnated across lifetimes, carrying within them pieces of the lost knowledge. Yet, with each cycle, they had strayed further from their path.

Now, the world had reached its breaking point.

And so, the temple called them back.

The Chosen Ten Stir

Tao stood, brushing dust from his robes. He gazed into the distance, though his sight reached beyond mere space. He saw them. Scattered across lands unknown to one another, lost in their own struggles, unaware of who they truly were.

A warrior who had forgotten his purpose.

A scientist bound by logic yet haunted by the unknown.

A healer who no longer believed in her gift.

A wealthy man drowning in emptiness.

A poet who saw without eyes.

A child whose dreams were not her own.

And four others, each carrying burdens they did not yet understand.They would resist. They would question. Some would seek to run. But the call was not something one could escape.

For in each of them, buried beneath the weight of ordinary lives, the truth was stirring.

Tao turned to the temple doors, pressing his weathered palm against the stone. The great entrance groaned as ancient mechanisms unlocked, opening to the sacred chambers within.The trials would begin soon.

The chosen ones would come.And he would be waiting.

And when they did, the world would never be the same again.

Now!The Ten Souls....