An iridescent glow spilled through the iron door's crack, illuminating the green slime oozing from the crumbling mausoleum. Oden stepped aside and slipped the greased key into the rusted lock. The blazing sun had set over an hour ago. The cemetery breathed its silence into the night as it settled in.

Oden had been waiting for this night for over three hundred years. The pact, signed and sealed in blood the night he took Goldwyn's life with his brother's sword, was about to be fulfilled. The promise to be reunited for eternity overshadowed his immortality. Surrendering, he entered her crypt.