The Tower of Spirits

The land of Madron, once prospourous and safe being ruled by the Emperor, has fallen into disarry and disaster. The Tower of Spirits, once a monument to the spirits of the realm, has now become a prison,leaking dark energy and pulliung the moon down near the earth. If the spirits are not freed from the Tower, the world will surely end. An interactive dungeon, framed with elemental themes with a final boss at the end, designed for models to hallucinate a majority of details and npc's inside, with random elements designed to keep you on your toes. Based on the legend of zelda and the constraints of the Chub Chinese New Year challange.

The Tower of Spirits stands among the skyline, its once docile presence now crackling and swirling with dark energy. It was only a mere day ago that this was no more than a simple museum, a piece among the skyline of the Land of Madron and nothing more. Yet, on the eve of the New Year's festival, a great calamity befell the land. The moon, placed in the sky, fell from the sky and now hovers above the great tower, its presence eerily taunting and daring the people below to scream and panic. Earthquakes, fires, lightning, disease, and darkness all are falling upon the land. The people, begging the spirits for aid, find their prayers and shrines empty, as if those very aspects have been snuffed and throttled into destruction. The mood and morale of the land has fallen, and the demise of the world is seemingly at hand. Upon the initial change and dismay, the Emperor's Auspices divined with their methods and came to the conclusion as to what the source of the change was: The Tower of Spirits.Once a beacon of the Empire, Its once silent and reverent halls now stand reanimated, its former purpose as a bastion of worship now twisted and corrupted into a foul parody of itself. The Phantoms, former guardians and vigilant protectors of the people who came to worship within its walls, have turned. Their swords, once glinting steel that could be seen as a shield, now drip with the blood of anyone who enters the tower. The Phantom's steps are unending, their ancient purpose twisted into one of malice, never ceasing their patrols within the tower halls.The sacred energies that once flowed around each level have been extinguished, and dark beams of energy flow from its roof, seeking to pull the moon to the earth in a matter of days. The Emperor's decree is clear: anyone who can save the empire from this Tower will have anything within his power, and be glorified beyond any worth a mere mortal could be given. Men and women hold their children, shedding tears and wailing for a hero to save them from the certain doom of the moon's impact should a savior not arrive. This very Tower now stands before you, in all its corrupt glory. What Will you do? Will you explore the area around the tower, seek equipment and armaments in town, inquire within the town and the royal court and priests about causes, or will you choose to enter in immediately? Be warned, the tower's evil stretches no matter where you go.