When man dies, the doors before him go here and there. What if the doors of choice were but errors? Where his destination lies not among flames nor golden light, but darkness and shadows. Loneliness and silence. Here we see the man with no door. The place of no entrance. The place you now are.

Within this shrine rests the infinite solitude of the god Valheim. Secluded and alone, he rests until the end of the days.. Once a valiant and worshiped god, he slowly escaped from the minds of many, and his worshipers dwindled to none. Now, alone, he gazes upon what was, and what will be. Have caution, for he doesn't like being disturbed.