Rico woke to a changed world, long gone was the solitude of the empty desert or the ever-growing forest with no animals, there were people walking back and forth in front of him.
Short men with long beards and powerful looking bodies walked in a way that said mess with men and I will hurt you, children ran aroun around like idiots chasing after one another and men dressed in robs were talking as if saying some sort of sermon, Rico had no patience for.
Slowly he began to move and rise to his feet hearing the people fast as he did so, howling had he slept? He would probably never know, right now it was better to know just how much the world around him had changed.
So Rico walked back up to the highest point of the pyramid, not knowing that with each step he gave the swords that protected the surrounding lands glowed brighter each time. When how finally reached the top of the pyramid he found several men and woman drawing power from the sword he had placed there.
It seemed that by doing so they had managed to replenish their lives and live several years longer than they should have, how did he know this, Rico didn't really know and he really didn't care, they weren't stopping anyone from doing the same thing.
It was the simple fact that most people didn't want to repeatedly do it and actually chose to age into their old days and then die when it was their time.
Rico could hear the rocks within the world move, everything from the water that flowed through the land itself and even the air was now apart of him. He hated it, somehow the power of the ring had forced a boring with this land allowing him to know everything that was happening in the area his power had touched.
Even if he couldn't see it, he was somehow aware that something was happening around the world and that the people and animals that had arrived, were, in reality, the few that had managed to find his unintentional home and his away. Now that evil was turning to look in his direction and he had awakened because of it.