Magnus’s RPG empire on the portal.

I woke up far in the mountains... I don't know how I got there... I'm weak, alone, and I don't know where I am... My weapon is with me, but I can't use it... I barely remember the past... but my future is also unclear!
I wandered somewhere, not knowing where, staying put was pointless. After walking a little, my head started to ache terribly, and I fell asleep...

I don't know how long I slept, but it must have been a long time... Vultures were landing on my body, I found the strength and waved my hand to drive them away, then I got up and started walking again, but my steps were weak, my vision was blurred... The vultures were chasing me, waiting for my death, I don't know why I was still alive, but something was keeping me here...
But the power of these forces was small compared to my condition, I couldn't take it anymore and decided to give in to death... but I wasn't ready to give up yet, I walked, walked, walked until I finally ran out of strength, I fell, and started crawling, but there were only mountains and wasteland around, my enemy is myself, who is overcoming me, and I reluctantly admit my defeat... I'm falling, slowly, the vultures are gathering around my body, preparing for a feast... I'm losing consciousness...

Somewhere in the distance, there are cries, laughter, voices... it's getting closer and closer to the dying body, and here, in front of two old men, lies the body of a dying warrior, besieged by a horde of enemies.
The old man drives away the birds with his stick, for the umpteenth time, dissatisfied.
and carries the warrior to the dwarf mines, to his haven, to his home...

I went there.