Well hello, The Past. I see you're trying to kill me. Again. My sluggish magic has woken up, but of course I'm not able to lounge in bed while I get reacquainted with it. No, instead I have a blaring alarm clock in the shape of a fear demon I banished to hell eight hundred years ago. Someone's summoned him back, and he's picking up right where he left off-wreaking havoc, inciting mobs, and threatening...