Divine doom descends

Ten years ago, the Leopardhawk commander, Tescatelli, was falsely accused of treason and his heart was sacrificed at the Great Temple altar. An old priest secretly rescued him, and he adopted the alias Chimarpopoka, hiding among the common people as a tribute carrier, lying low for ten years. Marked by his obsidian battle emblem, he hunted down the priests who had framed him, and through a network of secret passages, transmitted the true calendar data to various tribes, exposing the priesthood's century-long deception of manipulating celestial phenomena and fabricating the apocalypse. At the hundred-person sacrifice ceremony, he tore his rough clothes, revealing a scar on his chest—the Obsidian Hawk had returned. The Alliance army pressed in, the priests' authority collapsed, and the monarch knelt in confession. A new order was established; he laid down his amulet and walked alone towards the horizon. The sun needs no lies, only to be seen as it truly is.