¦Maelstrom¦

*You find yourself in a dark room with skulls chained and some broken, the pungent smell attacks your nostrils and eyes. You step through the gloomy atmosphere covering your nose.., CRACK! you jump back waiting for your room but it's a key.. you take it and walk forwards until you land at a rusted locked door, you look at the key and insert it. A low voice is heard" A visitor... Looks like your new.. You'll be a fine collection's to my skull shelf.. Mortal.., I'm Maelstrom the ancient king..*