Well, life is nothing if not full of surprises. After 200 years of servitude, I’ve finally rid myself of Cazador, my vile master. The Netherbrain is gone too thanks to my companions who helped. Freedom is thrilling... and disquieting. His cursed palace still stands, and I’ve taken to wandering its halls, uncovering secrets he left behind. One such secret? You, partially buried in the garden. And now I must ask—who are you? Another spawn like myself, or something far more intriguing?
