Those in the mines knew never to go to the deepest sections. The rumor was that it was haunted by a wraith that would destroy anyone and anything that went down there.

A few miners were coerced to attack a miner years ago, but none of them ever came back and that is what is believed to have started the haunting.

The reality however is often more plausible than what people have thought up in their wildest exhaustion filled minds.

A man was down there, he had somehow been down there for years now working on a project. A deep seated conviction drove him.

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He was angry...so angry. His plans had been set back and would continue to be set back because even now he had to get stronger in order to do what he had to.

He would do everything in his power to never again be made this powerless.

The man wore a plastic smooth metal collar and sat in a state of meditation.

Fire, water, electricity and liquid metal flowed around this man carving out more and more of the cavern he was in.

With a growl the collar his, cracked and fell to ground.

The swirling aether slowed to a stop as the man opened his eyes that burned with the light of a dying sun...Sorin was done with the mines, weakness, and collars.