See the drop fall into the deep pool and echo all over the place.

The skeleton on the little piece of land looked at his broken bones in the dim light the fire gave her eyes.

There are no feelings, there are no emotions.

There is no pain, there are no worries.

There are no beings around you.

There is no life.

The skeleton looked at the deep pool and sighed.

It wasn't time yet.

Nothing assured him of that, nothing would warn him of anything ever again.

But nothing told him that he shouldn't either.

He also didn't tell her not to wait.

What was he waiting for sitting on the little piece of land?

Nobody knew.

Perhaps it would fall today, tomorrow, in a week, month, year, decade, millennium.

Maybe it would never fall.

Then he got up as usual and used his only ability.

"...[End]"

And as always nothing happened.

But that did not disappoint or irritate him, nor did it make him sad or happy.

He just looked at that nothingness and sat back down.

After a while, a drop fell into the deep pool creating an impressive sound throughout the place.

When everything calmed down, the skeleton looked up and continued waiting.

But as always nothing happened.

He got up and walked around his little piece of land and practiced his only magic.

"...[End]"

And nothing happened.

In this eternal and endless routine the little piece of land became smaller and smaller.

and the thought of the skeleton moved further and further away.

The drops fell, the Magic failed, the water rose.

Day to day.

Until the little piece of land was swallowed.

Looking up as always.

A small yellow leaf fell into the water.

It was strange, how to survive until here?

But that didn't matter.

The skeleton got up, dragged its body and sank into the water.

He didn't know when, deeper and deeper.

Dodging the pillars of earth that grew from the depths.

Sink deeper.

Until you reach flat ground.

There was nothing.

No powerful magic item.

The treasure chest did not exist.

But I dont care.

You didn't come here thinking you'd find it.

Nothing is that easy.

He pushed himself into the water and began to swim from the depths.

Holding on to the pillars to climb higher.

Go up.

Pulling his skull out of the water and looking into the familiar darkness.

He grabbed onto the nearby wall and climbed up.

Between the thin gaps in the walls, her slender pressing fingers helped him.

He didn't know how long it kept going up.

Nor how many drops of water fell.

nothing mattered

Just keep going up.

Using the irregular parts that made it look real, this perfect well was further enhanced.

Clinging to the big cracks.

Grasping the brownstone on the walls.

Get out of the big hole and look at the new path.

Going deeper into the cave.

To the great golden gate.

Opening it there was only infinite wealth.

Powerful magic items.

Books that contained great magic that would drive everyone crazy.

But he ignored everything and saw the big throne in the closed room.

nothing was interesting to him...he was just disgusted.

"...[End]"

And with just a whisper, everything began to deteriorate.

Coins rusted, objects cracked, and books rotted.

The great throne collapsed and inside it there was nothing.

Leaving the collapsing room, he saw the drop fall again.

And he decided to keep going up.