Bane stood up, his resolve clear. "Alright, Onyx. I understand. I'll go back, learn all I can, and then enter the dungeon. But before I go, I have one last thing to take care of here."
He turned to Daigatz, who watched him with a wary gaze. "This place... it has immense potential. Instead of using it as a prison, I will transform it into a training ground. Those who seek power will come here, and they will face trials that will either break them or make them stronger. This domain will become a crucible for the worthy."
Daigatz's eyes widened in surprise. "You would turn this cursed place into a sanctuary for strength? You're mad."
Bane shrugged. "Maybe. But for now I will use the place as intended, and start sending the strong people and monsters. They will bend to my will, and they become the trial in the future."
"And what of me?" Daigatz asked, already knowing the answer deep in his soul.