In a realm veiled by the enigma of enigmas, there stood the citadel, renowned as the Secretum Secretorum or the Golden City. Its reach spanned across the boundless expanse, both universal and global. The guardians of this sacred bastion were the Dyutsazun, stalwart court soldiers tasked with the noble duty of safeguarding not only the citadel but also the treasures of knowledge and significant artifacts that dwelled within.
In the realm of the citadel, three mighty columns unfurled, spanning the expanse from the sun’s waking glow to the moon’s silver gaze, from the whispering south breeze to the steadfast north winds, and from the earthly realm to the celestial tapestry above.

With ancient wisdom, the Elders plunged their staves into the sacred ground, and from the very essence of the earth, they raised towering spires that reached towards the heavens, where mortal sight yields to the boundless mystery of space.