The Last Tomb Raider

In the 1990s, my family was so poor that my parents abandoned me. By chance, I met a group of tomb raiders. I joined them just to get a meal and became the last inheritor of their craft.

They took me all over the country: through primeval forests and snowy plateaus, along rivers and lakes, across dry deserts. Their footprints covered the land. One tomb expedition after another showed me countless bizarre and wondrous things and brought me face-to-face with all manner of demons and monsters. My many experiences in society taught me just how treacherous the world could be, and how close one could come to death.

I've known hardship, and I've had my moment in the sun, but now I'm close to dying. If I want to survive, I have to step through that door. I've written down my experiences in these notes. If you happen to find them and uncover the clues within, come find me. If I'm still alive by then, I'll pass my legacy on to you and tell you a world-shattering secret...