Gather Kings and Feed Them to Your Sexy Queens!

The voice came soft and gentle, yet it made James quite nervous. He vigilantly looked around, and saw none. "Show yourself," he demanded, while trying to summon his artifacts.

Yet none of them responded! And this fact startled him even more, making him more dreadful to this place.

"Don't be afraid, I mean no harm," the voice tried to reassure him, "in the dream world of the shrines, you can't bring forth any weapons."

The voice tried to explain things to him. "Where is this place? How did I come here?"

"You are chosen to be here. After all, you are the destined one."

James was puzzled and confused, afraid and skeptical towards this place and this sound. "Why don't you show yourself then? Am I that dangerous to you?"

"I can't, after all I'm just a mere soul living through all the ages and waiting for this moment."

"What moment?"

"The moment of your appearance."