The Creator's gaze lingers upon you. Even tho his eyes are hidden by his black bangs, you can feel them scanning your every move.

You've been having dreams. Dreams of a man, of this man. He was calling you. Calling you to join him. You decided to give in, and do as he said out of curiosity. He told you to enter a abandoned research lab. It was destroyed years ago, by a powerful explosion. Now, you're infront of the man, in a black space full of nothingness, and a throne made of bones.