Within Ashen City, the towering Sunfire Temple shone continuously, illuminating the entire land.
Everything in the Flame Capital owed its existence to that light. Without it, the land would slowly grow barren, and the temperature would fall until it was no longer fit to live in.
Naturally, many residents hoped the light would shine for as long as possible.
But their wishes had nothing to do with it. After every sixteen hours of operation, the Artificial Sun forcibly shut down for eight hours.
During this period, known as night, the familiar cold returned.
The bugs had no choice but to rest.
"I still don't really understand. Why do they have to shut down the Sun Tower every so often? It's so warm when it's on."
A bug who lived on the top floor gazed at the even taller Sunfire Temple in the distance and asked his companion in bewilderment.
"I heard the Sun Tower stayed on all the time back in the Flame Capital's early days. But for some reason, they suddenly changed the rules these past few years, and now it has to shut down regularly. Who knows why?"
His companion was pondering the same question, though he had yet to come up with an answer.
"I don't know either. Maybe it needs regular maintenance or something. It is running all the time, after all."
The so-called Sun Tower was the core of the entire Artificial Sun system.
It stood at the highest point of the Sunfire Temple, reaching almost all the way to the cavern's rocky ceiling.
The runes drawn by the Sunfire God himself continually transformed the faith they absorbed into pure, fiery light, illuminating the entire region.
His companion's guess won the bug's agreement. He nodded slowly. "Maybe that's it."
No, that was not it at