He started walking. He remembers about this place. This is his world. He recognized well its landcape and the line of mointain icebergs towering in the distance.
Based on his memories the mountains were a very far distance from his place right now. But why can it be seen from here?
'Is the landscape changing?'
He spread his gaze around. This place used to be the site of his battle with the army which sealed him in that eternal darkness. It is supposed to be far away from that mountain range.
'A lot must have happened since I was imprisoned.' He thought.
Now, maybe no one will recognize him. But he used to be the most feared figure in the whole world.
'Wait, who... What's my name again?'
Spending too long in prison made his mind crumbled slowly.
"Aeon Voltron. Welcome to the real world."
