Gernek can hear the songs of the Past, which he had heard as a child. Stories told by his mother and father... Of Failures and Hope.

He can hear children laugh. He sees them playing  by the lake, under the watchfull eyes of their mothers. His mind becomes filled with anger.

He then sees a man, a man of the Flesh and Bone, walking to the city of Lordaeron. A man whose hopes had been shattered, with only Sorrow and Hatred in his mind. A man who made a promise, despite having lost the will to live...

A man... Who broke that promise...

He sees a hand, reaching out to the clouded sun in desperation. Suddenly the hand starts to decay, until only the bone is left. It becomes consumed by flames, and turns into dust...

The fire burns him as he hears one last glimpse of the Past...

"Through my Will, a Path is cleansed through Chaos..."

Gernek's eyes goes wide open, he had slept. He had almost forgotten how it feels to sleep, to dream...

He looks around himself, and sees nothing but Torment... The Torment of Life...

He begins to wander once again, for a moment he feels something which he hasn't felt in many years... He felt tired...