After roaming through the marshes of evil waterwalls I sought the Mystical Mask of the Last Winged Flaming Chaos Black Dwarf of Deadly Fear's Onslaught in order to teleport myself in the depths of the seas of chaos where the Western Forest of Klompithô lies.

There I could have revenge and although I crept in my solitary shell I will rise the unholy weapon wielded in the wrong hand of murderous treachery to the skies of desolation and the burning fury of pearl necklaced elves.

And suddenly the human fortress of Barak-Durmon came back to destroy the rocks corroded by the might (and not the fury) of the wind. With its power so great I felt like defeat had its fiery grasp over me.

However in the name of cosmic justice I had to fight the living fortress that killed many unmighty warrior before. But out there in the shadow of falling stars came worth a king, a king of the kings of the queen of the dead of the dead. I am saved!!!

For now is the time to face my evil and magical destiny. In the hands of fate lies the dragon's tooth of accuaracy which will enable me to fight the sorcerer of the runes known as Chafotogamoth.

My dear friends, although the sunlight is fading on me, the laments of suffering souls are rising and the ancient words are soon to be pronounced I feel like the flying red drake of space's time. Revenge be mine for forth I will hasten!!!!!