Sam is in the Defense Forces; now the 12th regiment has been assigned to keep the security and safety in the area were nests of soul spiders were located. Cleaning teams are taking the remains of death spiders across the caves. he kept looking at the scene in front of his eyes, kilometers wide and thousands of workers, 99% robots, drones, or slave units.

He comes from the USA Navy; after the disaster event, he was free to choose. Now that he can live hundreds of years, he wanted a few more years in the Military, but not placed in an intense fighting place. he was over 40 years old and was feeling the aging, but now all that is gone, and still his mind will appreciate a more relaxing place.

Summer Field have an excellent system, due to the extended life expectancy, you can retire or take long vacations; the benefits are astounding.

Now, placed inside a huge APC-T or: Armored Passenger Carrier with a defensive cannon, he working in the command center; his assignment is the deepest of the caves.

As he drinking some good coffee, checking the surveillance systems, one monitor changed to one of the trap cameras they installed in some points of the tunnels. The camera is very simple, and here, as the soul spiders special characteristics should not be any other animals or monster, even less a person, so the camera was a good option.

Scanning the place, he detected a curious golem walking careful of the surrounding areas, drones and everything working here, the golem is smaller and seem quite damaged, but the movements somehow look like sapiens.

Sam pick up a line with his boss, an AI.

[223 to 01, the trap cameras got something interesting in the area 242064.]

[223, I see, please mobilize tag drones, be careful not to be noticed; also send some to check from were this interesting fella comes; I will notify command center.]

[01, understood, proceeding.]

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During almost a thousand years, Arnac has been part of the Guardians of the Deep in Summer Field. Over two thousand years, they are guarding and protecting the city of Fylhoff, which hosts the "Site of the Hexed" and their Guardians.

To most of the former residents in Summer Field, it is complicated; no call the city a necropolis. The Guardians have gone through a painful process to posses an exosuit; they use a type of philactery that hold their souls and this is embedded inside to a golem armor.

The origins come from the massive migration from another planet. the multiple races were running from a dimensional invasion to their planet. When they came to Motherland, they not only brought people, animals, plants, a small sapling of the world tree, riches, and resources; some of them brought sickness. 3 years later, a pandemic hit Summer Field, and almost 40% of their population were severely ill.

As the treatments were failing and the first hundreds of patients died, they used an option from another dimension: travelers. Those travelers specialized in necromancy as way to search for knowledge. The usual problem to the curious mind is their limitations to the flesh, be getting older or suffer sickness, They developed necromancy. the dvergars also had techniques to embed their souls to their golems.

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Together: Motherland or Terra inhabitants, migrants, and travelers, they started to put the people in stasis, but also moving their souls and consciousness to a temporary philactery. Over the years, more people keep coming from different races with hope to survive terminal or unknown diseases.

After a cure was found, they will awake again, until then, they are kept "sleeping".

They all were located inside the natural dungeon in one of the deepest caves, and Summer Field build a one-of-a-kind city.

The stasis capsules were filling most of their space. Many survivors chose being held there and gave their final goodbye.

When their cure heals their bodies., they will awaken from the deep dream.

In the meantime, researchers were trying to solve the now different alien illnesses affecting the various races.

Over thousand years later some finds the cure, others still await their chance, but millions are now "sleeping" in Fylhoff, the city of the Hexed.

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Almost a thousand years ago, a surging wave of ethera from inside the planet was obligated to abandon Summer Field, but Fylhoff can't be abandoned; if they do it, the probability of the millions of people sleeping with the hope of a cure, will die and the promise will be broken.

The city was built as a vault keeping a natural dimensional space or dungeon, and the only problem would be the Guardians needs, like food and others, the only solution they got was converting to the special golem the dvergars ancestors created the rituals and process, with thousands volunteering to reinforce the numbers of the Guardians that needed to be deployed in Fylhoff, When the final teams evacuated inside their airboats, they close from inside and completed the processes to be soul inside a golem.

As the main materials needed comes from the soul spider, it almost went extinct, but all of them finished the rituals, then started the life in their bunker, taking turns to be awakened or sleeping, waiting the day Summer Field will be active again.

Now, today Fylhoff council decided to send someone to investigate and explore (keeping safety as a priority). Even though Arnac has almost 1300 years old, he still one of the youngest, so naturally his duties include do annoying jobs.

He exits the dungeon, and before opening each of the 3 safe doors, he checks three times the outside; there are illusions and artifacts that transmit images and sound. the in the last, 7 locks need to be opened when almost 3 hours have passed and deeply tired.

Anarc went out to the tunnel, opening more "doors", not so strong as their vault, but still with codings and engravings; nothing moves, no spider signs, nothing; he walks the tunnels, then finally gets to the area the spider's used as nests; the scene before his eyes was unbelievable: thousands of golems: flying, walking little ones, normal ones, big and also some giants, moving spider carcases, or whatever was left from the battle.

Damn!, He forgot to hide. Kneeling on the floor he kept looking everywhere. he needed to take the recording artifact, a very valuable piece of the dvergars, thousand years ago, was easily exchanged for a castle worth money.

He then tried to set the artifact, but something didn't work, touching here and there. Now he was sweating and worried about this, at least in his imagination, because his soul was embedded inside this golem with a crystal philactery as medium.

[Maybe the battery?]

Arnac: [No, I don't think so.]

He pressed more engravings working as on/off, but nothing happened.

[You know, you will broke the artifact if keep doing that way; let me try.]

Arnac exhale the non existent air from his nonexistent lungs: [Ok, Ok, I get, take this; please don't break or will be a pain.]

He then gave the artifact to the person by his side and looked as she took the device, checking his engravings.

[It's quire old; why are you keeping this? , it be better in a museum? Here, this was used too much, lets see.]

She took a small wand made of adamantine, orichalkum, aurichalkum, and orikalkum, pressed something, and the point touching the artifact gave a bright small blue light and like nothing a new engraving replaced the damaged one. She then gave it back.

[Here go, try again.]

Anarc did try and the artifact started working; he was relieved; even if was because it was old, still it will be uncomfortable. he then looks at the person...

Was an woman wearing full armored scale plate, a beautiful armor with unbelievable metals—that is drakolith—and behind her there's another woman, wearing an ever better armor...

Wait, something is wrong here...

[Are you alright?]

She questions Arnac, looking worried.

[I, um, who are you?]

The armored woman put her hand over her left chest.

[Hello, my name is Serena, a representative from the High Council of Summer Field; you are from Fylhoff?, right?]

Arnac: [Summer Field?, Yes, I am Arnac from the Guardians of the Deep, in Fylhoff.]

[Hello Arnac, my name is Lyta, any questions or doubts, please tell me!

My 3 sizes are top confidential!]

Arnac: [Thanks, uhm, what is "3 sizes" and what is a "battery"?]