And on day 273, my run-down boat brought me to the mainland. First thing I remember was a cave whose entrance was carved out in the shape of a face. A devil's face. Someone must have dragged me here. Who?
But my excitement didn't last long...soon, I found myself trapped on a mountainous island, much like the one I left...what was my final destination? I didn't know the place, but I ws sure I'd know when I found it. For now, I had to fight all the obstacles.
Arriving at a curious scene, where pyramids were on land and in the air, I could not but tremble in fright...It was something outwordly and dangerous...so I escaped my oblivion by entering one of the pyramids. Inside, I found a tunnel, and that tunnel guided me into a labyrinth...if I didn't die of starvation, I could end up...somewhere.
At long last, I managed to get to the mainland...and explored the woods of Loreroot, the shrines of Marind Bell, the dusty shelves of MDArchive and the serenity of the mysterious East. So many sights, so many wonders; but somehow, I didn't feel a call from any of those. Instead, I felt an urge to get stronger, stronger - as if life itself called, asking for my survival. When I visited Loreroot, I could do so only with special papers from royalty, because the guardians don't let anyone through until bested. Queen Lintara was helpful and only pointed out rules of what I was allowed and what I couldn't do inside her domain. There, I recuited remains that were supposed to become strong fighters for me later on. After a while, I met a lone warrior such as myself and I began training with him. His name was Antyvas.