Ragnarok

The perishing lands slope away from the adjoining terrains and any who wish to reach the main segment of the dark realms must first find their way down the large, steep embankment. But even when you have reached the bottom of the slippery hill, be careful where you tread, for the loam is no more then a swamp, a quagmire torn apart from the ripping winds of a hurricane. No trees stand here any longer and nothing more than the caves etched into the great, central mountain offer any protection or getaway from the murky pools, which act as quick sand. Once you have fallen in you can struggle all you like...It will only make you sink faster. From atop the flat shelf around the peak of the Mountain, the Dark Lord can see all surrounding terra's. There is no escape.

The Dark Lord resides here.