Heir to Atlantis

I Know Where Atlantis Is I saw it in a memory. I know how crazy that sounds. There were ten kingdoms of Atlantis, as Plato taught us, each ruled by one of the sons of the legendary Poseidon. I know where they all are. We are not the first advanced civilization. We aren't even the second. Others existed, and they left behind clues to help their descendants. To help us. I found those clues, including a device used by the ancients that allows me to relive their memories. Kashim left these treasures for me, or someone like me, because the future of the human race depends on our understanding of the past. Humanity has enemies as ancient and implacable as the stars themselves. The Naga. The Daevas. The Asuras. Every faction is vying to find the vault left by the ancients with the treasures and knowledge needed to propel humanity in a golden age. If I get there first that is. If they get there first? Darkness. Servitude. Mankind enslaved. But the worst part? The same global cataclysm that wiped out our ancestors is coming again. The ancients left us the tools to stop it, and that's precisely what I'm going to do.