And so, alone, he travelled a long way through the lands in an untireable quest for the holy rune of the infinite power. After a long journey, when almost giving up, he smelled a scent never felt before. He layed down on the ground, and began to meditate.
\"Just imagine the evil around thee. Just abandon thy deepest fears and the castle thou shall see.
Just imagine no land, no sea. Just imagine no joy, only tears, and in the terror thou shall be.\"
He opened his eyes, and began to gather all his negative energies deep from his soul. Almost giving up, in a desperate attempt to find the true path to the power, he looked up to the skies and saw the blank, the void.
Then again he looked to the land and he found himself in the middle of a dead, devastated area. Standing in his front, at least, the castle of his dreams - and nightmares.