The End...

In my time of servitude, I have seen the rise and fall of Empires. I have witnessed the power of the Elves fade while the corruption of Man rose in its stead. I have looked on as the Dwarves pride turned into lusts of power and riches consumed their every thought. I have seen the chaos of darkness battle with the forces of light time and time again, with one that rose as all others fall.

Now, now I see my time of destitute slowly end. I see the Kingdoms of Man twist their minds into blind lust. I see the Elves struggle coming to its bloody end. I see the Dwarves hide themselves within their lavished halls. No matter how great of that which I see, I see the end…




…And it is bitter sweet




This is suppose to be a rough idea of that which lies within the void of realms, a being trapped by the elementals before it could march its legions across the world of magic.

He see's all from his prison, even the end...