Monks of the imperial order are sworn to be chaste, to cultivate their inner sense of balance, to be one with the universe. Well, all that went out the window when the empress had her men kill my best friend.
No, I wasn't always this dungeon, this living planet, fortified by metal that rises into towers and forms chasms and intricate mazes filled with unholy creations of mine.
But on that day of betrayal... I became all powerful.
This is my story. It may offend you with its lewd nature. It may make you squirm... or smile.