On a particularly warm day in Egypt, a khaki colored jeep comes barreling across the sands. The jeep crosses dune upon dune and upon closer inspection, one can see that they have been traveling in the proximity of the sphinx. Blasts of sand and heat pummel the passengers' nostrils and all but impair their vision. Suddenly, the jeep slams to a rather unexpected halt, nearly catapulting the occupants from it. General Erwin Rommel, from his hind seat domain glares daggers at the driver and begins shouting at him. "Sie Täuschen! Hinter Auf! Was haben wir geschlagen? Ich nehme an, dass es ein anderer unforseen Stein ist. Dieser verdammte Ägypter Steine werden die Ruinierung von unserer Armee sein. Ich kann die Schlagzeilen morgen sehen, "Rommel Streifen über Afrika nur durch einen winzigen Stein besiegt zu werden.“ The driver, fearing for his life quickly salutes Rommel and frantically tries to throw it in reverse. He succedes only in throwing dust and annoyance into the air. Rommel, rolling his eyes in disgust, begins to take note of the grand architecture surrounding him. His men in the meantime have climbed out of the jeep and are struggling to dig it out of the deep surrounding sand. They finally succeed in their attempts and the jeep moves forward. Where the jeep had been sitting, one of the men notices a glint coming from the ground. The man reaches down and brushes away the debris only to reveal a large, ornately carved, locked golden box. They hand it over to their general who can see no earthly way to open the eight locks on the box. "Wir werden den Kasten zum fuhrer nehmen, wird er entscheiden, was mit ihm gemacht werden soll. Wenn sonst nichts, es die ausgedehnte Unternehmung von Deutschland fundieren werden." Rommel keeps the box under close watch until he makes a brief return to Germany where he has requested a private audience with the fuhrer. The fuhrer is far more excited than his general to uncover whatever secret the box might contain. He had been looking for artifacts of both religious and historical valuue to lend credibility that Germany was superior to all other countries and he thought that the box might just be the key to that. He takes the box from the General and sends him on his way, back to where the Desert Fox can do the most good. He sets the box on a desk and is unsure what to do with it. The best locksmiths in the country can not make a key to fit into the locks. Feeling defeated, he walks over to the window and gazes out onto his budding empire. After a bit of time passes, he begins to hear a strange hissing coming from the desk. The hissing is coming from the locks. Air, steam, dust, and accumulated debris is expelling it's self from the gears of the locks which are now turning themselves without aid of a physical key. A strange whisper in a language long since dead is coming from inside the box. When the locks have finished their turning, the walls that have made upthe box collapse to the sides and turn to grains of sand, blowing away in the wind. All that's left of the ornate gift is a simple, leather bound, handwritten, papyrus book. Centuries old and quite fragile judging by it's appearance. It was the book that had been whispering, calling to the one in whom it could incorporate it's vast knowledge. To the naked eye of the average person the book would seem a novelty item, a trifle that one could put on a shelf but this book had chosen this man. Why? What was this man supposed to know? This is also what the fuhrer wanted to know. He untied the leather bonds holding the book shut and opened the cover. The writing made it's self understood to this man where the average person would spend a lifetime translating the first sentence. Whatever was contained herein had found it's self a host in which to weild it's knowledge. As there is no earthly way to convey the true meaning of the page, This is the generalization of such in the common tongue.

We welcome you traveler who have come such a long way seeking the truth of our secrets. The story herein is meant as a lesson to those who wish to vaunt themselves above humanity. The truth of our civilization has never been correctly explained but instead has been bludgeoned by those who wish to pick and choose to suit their own devices. We choose to be gracious in this instance and impart upon you our lessons so that you might not travel down the same path as us. Our people, our culture was intended as a building block for others to follow, but instead we chose to weild that power even against our allies to prove our superiority. As our story unfolds, glean all you can and don't make the mistakes we did, the fall is incomprehensible.

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(Sorry if some parts don't exactly seem to blend well together. This was originally written in screenplay format and it is difficult to adapt one into a story. I didn't want to type up the whole thing as a story because it would end up being 900 pages instead of two paragraphs so, here is the beginning of the story.)