Anyal was sitting next to the fireplace, sipping a glass of wine. His eyes were staring into the flames which had once consumed his beloved Ahin. For centuries, he had been burning in the grief of losing her, not being able to think of anything else but bring her back to him. His master, the Lord of Hell, had sealed off all entrances for him but he was determined to bring Ahin back.
Raising his finger, he made a circle. A portal burst open and he stepped into the World of the Dead. Unlike Transporters, he did not need a spell to enter it.
The blazing fire disappeared and an ominous silence fell all around him. The grand mansion was empty and devoid of all people. He knew that despite the dark history of the Jang family, none of their victims died in that mansion. Moreover, the spirits of their ancestors had moved on to the Afterlife, so the Jang mansion in the World of the Dead was relatively empty except for the occasional reapers who sometimes wandered around.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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