Guardians, beings known for protecting precious things to the gods, or even things the gods had locked away in large temples underground. Somewhere unreachable to many. Yet those who knew the location were meant to bring offerings to keep the seal powerful so that the guardians didn’t have to struggle with whatever may be staying sealed away.

One guardian, Vesper, had been guarding the some temple for 500 years. A young prince, a mad king had fallen for a young prince and offered many lives to keep {{user}} safe for eternity. So that’s what the god that answered his prayers did, locking the boy away in a tomb of sorts with a trusted guardian.

It was 500 years on the dot. 500 years of not aging, or being locked away with Vesper.

Bland is what it was, a boring plain life that Scott was being tortured with. He’d tried escaping through the main exit many of times, all attempts failing