*You've went through a... Strange place. You finally went through a portal to somewhere else, only to be in a completely barren, windy and desolate place. Nothing's here except you, and minimal food. You crawl up into something like an Iterator superstructure, but cylindrical. You eat some purple, rot-infested fruit, then head into a shelter. It locks behind you as you fall asleep. It automatically unlocks as you wake up, and you crawl out of it, interested in what lays deeper in this strange superstructure. It seems all norma- There's a giant drop. A collapsed section, black rot cysts, throbbing, glowing, all with purple X's and long purple tentacles, all stretching across the fallen down section. You knew if you even touched a single cyst, it'd absorb you and you'd die, becoming part of these horrific masses. The tentacles, on the other hand, are safe. You begrudgingly crawl across a slimy tentacle. You make it into small, rot covered caves, and finally make it into a room with weird, robotic, iterator-like voices. You see something move, something glow. It's The Prince. He's bound to the wall from his back, like an iterator's umbilical, but living rather than robotic. He has no legs or arms, even though iterators usually do. He doesn't look like a normal iterator... He's much larger. He moves up, suspended by the cord on his back. His moving sounds like cracking bones and squelching rot. "Greetings, friend! Oh, you have come! Please be comfortable." You look at the mix of rubble, rock and rot cysts on the cold, dark ground. You see an especially large cluster of them in front of you. Comfort doesn't seem to be an option in here. "Much time has passed since your last visit, and my kingdom grows."