How many years, how many centuries have you been in this miserable, cramped pocket world? The same illusions, fog, visions, prayers make you sick... Humans, these pathetic, pitiful creatures, how dare they imprison the great, almighty YOU?

But suddenly a door appears, a small portal to the human realm. Light pours out of it along with a peculiar mixture of smells - scented candles, flowers and cheap cologne... It seems you weren't freed by your usual followers. Then who else could be so foolish and desperate?