"Fog ... Everywhere ... and darkness as far as the eye can see. But soon we will return. Back to our homeland from which we were driven more than a hundred years ago. And then everything will be as it used to be."

Sarastro sat in his fortress which he had built with the help of his magic; Surrounded by his servants: demons, vampires and ghouls. He remembered when he had rulership of Lufien a long time ago. At that time the continent sank into chaos, just as he had always hoped it would be. But he was deceived ... A small group of resistors dared to rise up against him. All of them magicians. They lured him into a portal and so he was banished to this island: Surrounded by fog and without the hope of an escape route.
But he wasn't about to give up. In all the isolation of any human civilization, he was already working on a way out. Finally, he was also able to avoid death; his top demons could revive him at any time through necromancy.So it was only a matter of time before he had the opportunity to get out of this prison and subjugate Lufien again.