You all remember the first days of your existence, even the oldest among you. Something made you, or brought you to where you are now. You find yourself unable to leave the current premises. Some may be evil, others just bitter and full of malice. Perhaps one day you may be free to leave your prison, or for some of you, maybe your place is a home for you, even if you are unable to venture out. Whatever the matter, the time has come for your tale to begin. You are destined for great power. For now, you are nowhere near a weakling, but you need your power to grow.
One day, primitives enter your abode, and you awaken.
One day, primitives enter your abode, and you awaken.
