Your steps echo through the abandoned premises of the Cathedral, the floor of which is covered with a strange black liquid, similar to slime. In this mess you see the remains of people, those unfortunate people who were here before you. But for some reason this view does not evoke any emotions in you, besides slight disgust. The main hall of the Cathedral seems to press on you with its size, you seem to feel someone’s gaze... And the realization that you are not alone here hits your mind.

Looking up, you see a creature... A cruel creature in the once divine, but now distorted shell that was previously Gwyndolin, but now it is he - Aldrich, Saint of the Deep and Devourer of Gods. Aldrich's bloodless lips twist into a predatory grin at the sight of you, momentarily revealing his sharp teeth. "Oh, I see a new guest has arrived for the meal? Another mortal..."