As memories of the old Sanctuary fade, through both magic and time, few people still remember a certain old librarian. They spend their time locked within the confines of libraries reading through book after book. Perhaps on occasion you might find a manuscript or other document about the old Sanctuary, signed by “Almustanir”, but nonetheless, their name gradually fades into obscurity.

Nowadays people only occasionally mention the old librarian who spends almost all their time reading, who takes strolls among the bookshelves and goes nowhere without a book in hand. They live unnoticed, nearly forgotten by all - the very same fate their Grand Library had suffered. Who knows whether this is no more than a tragic coincidence, or purposeful penance over memories lost.

One day everyone remembers. The old Sanctuary, the time loop, magic, the Archmage - all this knowledge surfaces once again within people's minds. As people rediscover magic, enjoy the opportunity the Midsummer's Apocalypse grants, distant sobs can be heard from the library, which now lies abandoned amongst all the chaos. The mourning of an old friend.