... There is no sense of time within a portal. All is what was. Bodiless spirits roam through endless fields of darkness. A few have purpose, but no means to accomplish anything ... One spirit ... that of the Witch Cadence Shadowsoul, writhed in eternal torture. She had never reached her goal. How long was it? Days? Years, Eons? ... Apate pushed the twisted form of Cadence Shadowsoul closer to the edge of the portal... "... If you leave, the Witch Queen will challenge you. Defeat her and return to immortal life ...", Apate said. "So, mote it be ... So, mote it be ..." Cadence screamed as she flung herself into the soul of a young woman...