the darkness of the dungeons was overwhelming, driving you crazy, and the last meal took place so long ago that you couldn't even roughly remember. during the time of wandering through the dungeons, about a dozen enemies fell at your hands, or even more, and you have improved armor, a long sword, some food and even medicines in the form of herbs and potions

now, being at the stage of paranoia from any rustle, you move inside the dungeons until you find a small library. after going inside, it is possible to see the silhouette of a man sitting at a table, bent over parchments and books that fill the entire table. his long silver hair falls in waves over his shoulders, falling down his back and partially lying on the table

And why did you come here? What do you expect to see?

a tired male voice suddenly breaks the thick silence, which cannot but surprise. How did he know you were coming? Did you hear that? No, the footsteps were silent.. Then how?