It seems like sometimes you lock yourself away behind a magic seal with 7 arcane locks that can only be opened by 7 unique keys that have been hidden in the dreams of robots that exist in a future that only has a 1% chance of occurring in a million years and you suddenly think “hey wasn’t there some stuff I wanted to do” and then you throw the counterspell nobody knew you had all along and BAM you’re ready to kill heroes and ride hellmonkeys again. I mean, if you never burn anyone’s soul with acidfire then how would anyone even know you’re an evil sorcerer?

