Once once upon a time in a land of monsters, magic and countless adventures, there was a once impressive dungeon located in a deep forest on the border between five unique nations in the land of Astrea which was world wide comprised of a single continent surrounded by numerous of islands filled with untold secrets and dangers. Now inside this once impressive dungeon, a a plot spanning a few centuries was soon to be completed and and the three mysterious figures behind it were finalizing any last minute preparations before the last ritual was to be completed.
"Any day now we will soon have located the new master and with any luck, my heir shall be a truly powerful force to be reckoned with."
The eldest figure finished of this short speech and then the he let loose a long sigh of exhaustion. the two smaller figures let loose sighs of fatigue from their own efforts. the smallest figure looked at the other two figures and he began to speak.
"How much longer is this going to take? I'm not sure I can keep up with all the rituals anymore."
The second smallest figure gave a small hiss, as she gave a sharp glare and she began once again to scold the smallest figure for his overly informal behavior in front of the oldest and largest figure which caused the smallest figure to start arguing back. The largest figure cleared his throat and he began to speak to his two currently squabbling subordinates.
"Cease this silly argument immediately! we must continue with the task at hand and finish our ritual. we may never get such a chance again."
The two smaller figures quieted down and nodded their heads at the bigger figure and soon the three figures began to conduct their ritual to bring forth their future master and savior of their home.
This home was none other than the first dungeon that was discovered in the world of Astrea known as the Astral Descent. Once, it was an impressive place where travelers would venture to prove themselves worthy of be called true adventurers and refine their prowess but through a dark twist of fate, became a mocked and forgotten part of the past. While six other dungeons had appeared, Astral Descent was soon forgotten within the Starfall Forest that existed as a neutral territory surrounded by the five nations comprised of the human kingdom, the elven sanctuary, the demon empire, the dragon tribunal, and the dwarven republic.
Tonight when the two moons of Astrea would be in perfect, all the many preparations that the three figures made would finally bring forth the savior. The reason for all the effort was that in order to find the perfect dungeon master to take over Astral Descent, the three figures would have to combine their currently limited magical power to summon the needed person from another world and thus they had spent many decades searching worlds and and collecting magical power to complete the summoning.
Cautiously, the three figures began their final ritual to create the special portal between Astrea and the strange world known as Earth.