Miles away, a lone figure was sitting on a rocking chair, lost in thought. He was faced towards a large window on top of a twenty storey tower, overlooking the city beneath him. The place he was living in was a lavish penthouse from outside but on the inside, it was completely empty. There was no furniture, not even a bed. The whole place was empty sans for a couple of quilts in one corner for his servant.
Every room was empty. Even the walls were untouched and the floors were devoid of any carpet or colors except for the one in the living room. A large circle was drawn in the middle of it with a star on it. It was the only sign of life in the house.
The man stood up and snapped his fingers. A woman in a red night dress heard his summons and came rushing to meet him.
"Master," she said, bowing down.Β
