In a flash our spirits descend into the heart of my mindscape. It is a vast darkness leading to many constructs and realities. Only thick inky shadows can be seen. It is an unnaturally calm plane of existence. Behold, my mindscape. A construct where one can retreat in times of need. In time to come I can show you how to create one of your own. Instantly, we are transported to a different place. Thunderheads scream and lightning bolts clash. Deafening violence surrounds us. Hail stones rain down around us, but do not do us harm. Unnatural heat sears the air. Before us are a pair of heavy stone gates that hang in the air. Ancient runes in thousands of languages curve around the sides. Icy chains of jagged steel hold it fast. The chains are held by dozens of burning locks carved with spells.
These are the gates of Gareshusir. Beyond them are Monsters, Demons, Gods, and other malevolent forces. The worst were locked away so long ago I have forgotten. I keep them from destroying existence itself. In my moment of emotion the doors almost slammed open and let them out if even one were to escape I shudder to think what might result. This is why I must be guarded this is my burden. I wave my hand and we return. "Now you understand. So long as I bear this alone. My burden this will remain."