The underworld, Mittner Rachen.
Mordecai stood high on the throne, admiring the painful whispers that were always there. In his fortress, the throne absorbed the most souls, and the wailing was as sweet as music to his ears.
He raised his head and looked over the magnificent hall. The generals who were entitled to be killed by him before his death are now on standby. Everyone didn't flinch, and would not move without his command.
His kingdom is ready to go.
However, Mordecai is not eager to return to the world of living people.
He is the living king. Time is always with him