Hello, and welcome to my second foray into writing weird crap about everyone's favorite most-loathed Lich. This is what is known, in writing terms, as a forward. It's to establish a few things before we plunge into the heart of the story. First of all, like Opening the Realms, Sands of Time aims to update weekly, and each chapter will be one or two posts. After the chapter is posted I welcome any and all feedback you wish to leave me, even if it's just a, "LOL, what a n00b, this is totally TL,DR". (For you folks, might I recommend Dr. Suess?) Sands of Time will also feature several notable differences. For starters, I plan to drop everything into this one thread, rather than clog the forum with a whole bunch of different threads. This will make my thread view count higher, thus suckering more people into reading make it easier to find. Secondly, I want to issue a... well, a warning, if such a thing isn't totally absurd on this forum. Opening the Realms was a relatively tame yarn. It was episodic, with each confrontation pretty much being wrapped up in one week. It was violent, but in a cartoony way suited to a walking skeleton duking it out with Diggle gods. And it didn't roam too far from the Dredmor game. Sands of Time will stretch out a bit longer (not sure how long it will last yet, but probably in the neighborhood of 10-12 chapters), and the major conflicts in it will not be conveniently resolved at the end of each chapter. While I don't plan to revel in violence, the characters here are normalish mortals, they're gonna fight (admittedly in some very silly ways) and they're gonna get hurt (also in some silly ways) and some of them are probably gonna die. If that disturbs you, I can only conclude you don't play with Permadeath. Consider this Permadeath Fanfiction. I've taken some real liberties with the Dredmor World. I feel that's OK, because the whole game basically takes place in the Dungeon, leaving what's outside a blank for players to fill in as they please. This is how I please to fill it in. I've made a lot of stuff up here, but that's half the fun of fanfiction for the writer (or it is for this writer). If anyone wants to borrow anything used in these fanfics for their own mad scribblings, or their mods or what have you, they're free to do so, with one exception. The Lord of Folded Waters, from Opening the Realms (and perhaps to appear in other tales, dun dun dun!) was not created for that story. In fact, he predates DoD by a good two years. I stuck him in Opening the Realms on the spur of the moment, because I couldn't think of anything better to fill his spot, and I've kind of regretted it ever since. He doesn't feel organic in the DoD world, lacking the whimsical qualities that make the rest of the game so great. And he has major roles to play in some other stories I'm working on, so I'm afraid in his case I can't share. Finally, and probably the biggest difference you'll notice, is that Dredmor isn't in this story. Or is he? This is, in fact, the origin story of Dredmor. He's in here somewhere, but I won't tell you who he is. I look forward to hearing your guesses. But enough of all that boring stuff! You're here for story, and story you'll have. I recommend reading it aloud. At work. As loud as you can. In your worst cowboy drawl. Enjoy!