Prologue

The world spins and turns, slowly making it's way in orbit around the star, known to man merely as The Sun. Even though this is only a microscopic piece of the universe, the humans and all the other beings in the world known as The Earth, makes their way through life, striving to make a difference.

In the dark halls of the underworld of Oslo, the dark lord sat on his throne of bones, shrouded in thunder clouds, sending lightning blasts throughout the corridors of his fortress. From afar he could hear his hunched-back minion approaching. The minion, Raudun, limped ever closer to his master, knowing his doom was inevitable. He had failed his quest, and so it was surely his last. His fear was immense. and the curls on the top of his head was nearly falling off out of fear.
"I've been waiting for you", groaned the Master of Evil.
"Ehm... Yes... I've b....." stuttered the minion, but was cut short as his whole body was torn to pieces and flung around the room.
"All who fail tastes my wrath!" echoed the Dark One's voice throughout his whole stronghold, sending tremors through the intestines of all his slaves.