He wandered through the empty building first, bearing witness to some terrible tragedy that had befallen a vibrant people,as evidenced by their literature, their archictecture, their everything, as he was able to access their library. He was scared to wander further, but he felt a need to know, Something about them drew him in. They were gone, but their memories lingered. They haunted their world. Not a menace to him, but a restless anger demanding vengeance.

"This was not a natural thing Klaeb Daruun, and you have met the maker of our demise, and he will do the same to your world if you do not stop him."

He spun around and around, looking in vain for the..spirit that spoke. But there was no visual manifestation. He would have preferred that. It would seem more real that way. "Come out and show yourself spirit. Please."

"No, we will not show ourselves, not while he is still a threat to us. Reaching out to you is risky enough as it is Klaeb, we will not risk any further."

"You are dead, your race is extinct. How can he be a threat now?"

"We are not dead Klaeb, just evicted from the realm of the physical. Oh, he killed many of us, thousands of our bravest fell before him, but he wanted witnesses to his "greatness" so he let us "live", but made sure we could never be happy like we were before, by sending us to this place. And he will do the same to your people. You must stop him now, once and for all, Or he will continue to lay waste to every world he touches. Who knows where he will stop."

"And you want me to stop him? I can't even keep my beloved. How do you expect me to defeat him? Tell me that spirit."

"Did your beloved once love you dearly? Did it slowly change?"

"It did. And I could do nothing to make it good like it had been before."

"He did that Klaeb, Shaeg takes a woman from each world's people, a trophy if you will."

"Each world?"

"Yes Klaeb, ours is not the first, and yours will not be the last unless you stop him."

"But why me? Why can't someone else stop him? I am not the man to do it."

"He always knows who to pick. he always picks the weak. Perhaps someone from the next world will rise to the challenge. You should go then. Your presence here disgusts us."

"But I don't know how to go, and I want to see more of your world. Tell me more about it."

"No! Leave us now!"

And they sent him away, violently casting him away from their world on a wave of righteous anger