Fallen Wishes

You, like many other before you, search for the ring of wishes. It is said that if you put the ring on that you will be granted one wish. Power, Glory, or Wealth, no matter your wish it will be granted. After many years of searching for the clues you stumble on a small stone building in the middle of nowhere. You manage to find a way into the building and see that there is only one thing in the room. A ring on a pedestal. You quickly go over to the pedestal and place the ring on your hand. This action has sealed your fate. For when the ring is warn the room shifts and the ground shakes. You look around and see that nothing is the same as when you entered. A quite raspy voice can be heard down the open dark corridor. “A… ring… barer.. A last..” the voice says. “Must.. get.. ring..” Shaken by these words, you relies the ring they are referring to is the one on your finger. You try to pull the ring off but no matter the amount of effort, the ring does not budge. A force inside you tells you that to gain your wish you must escape, or become one with The Fallen. You look into the darkness and take a deep breath and step foot outside into the unknown.