The stars, they had always drawn me in. The glorious shine, their beauty, but never would I have expected for them to empower me. A door, given to me as a gift. Yet was it really a gift. Drawn into a dead world, ravaged by hordes of creatures hellbent on my death. A watcher who could destroy all sentient life. What cruel god had cursed me with such a fate. Whoever they may be… their blessing would be their undoing. I’ll bring my sanctuary to the very peak of power and conquer this new world, conquer you oh’ arranging Godling