r-o-o-k-i-e

I will tell you the story of one creature. In a distant world, in a distant land appeared a master of the dungeon. His purpose in life was growth, primal instincts told him to protect the heart of his domain - the core. And he tried. But after claiming just one little slime as his thrall all his attempts failed.He came to terms with his failure, as time passed, his instincts dimmed and gave him freedom.He had spent fifty years in his own little world, hidden from that was outside. Living in harmony with the only creature that didn''''t want to kill him.But his peaceful life was meant to end.This will be the story I will tell you.