Somewhere in the Europa Continent.
Amidst the vast plains that seemed to stretch into the horizon, a tall, dark tower rose to the sky, piercing through the clouds.
The land surrounding it was barren, devoid of any life. It was as if the dark tower had sucked all the life and vitality from the earth around it.
At the topmost chamber of this tower, a shadowy figure sat on an obsidian throne. Cloaked in dark robes, the figure's face remained concealed beneath its hood.
Yet, every now and then, two ominous green orbs flickered in the shadowed depths of the hood, revealing a hint of something watching from within.
The chamber was vast, spanning the entire floor. Its dark marble floor faintly gleamed beneath the dim lights filtering through the arched windows, while towering pillars supported its ceilings.
On one side, massive doors loomed, their imposing presence adding to the room's grandeur. On the opposite side, an elevated platform held the shadowy figure on its obsidian throne.
