The Rise of the sun brought darkness threw out the horizon. A child was born. One who boar the sign of evil. His family was normal, nothing strange. His parents were farmers. He had an older brother who called him marshmallow because it annoyed him. The boy himself was another story. His eyes were like black diamonds and he was also violent, he was a mage. He would sometimes thunder the chicken or use lighting on the cows. The animals were afraid of him and so were the other kids at school.

He grew to be a skilled hunter at the age of 14. he had great Accuracy, power and patience he was also the best tracker for miles. One day on his hunt for dear he saw movements in the distance, he saw a large warrior in black glowing armor with the blade in shape of a dragon fighting off guards and wardens. He decided to help the man and he gave a guard a bolt of orange thunder into its back. The guard dropped like a rock but there was still another two. The warrior?s blade swinging threw the air at astonishing speed, bouncing off of the other guards spear. The young mage managed to eliminate another two guards, leaving one left and the mysterious stranger. Both the Guard and the Warrior were merely inches apart he managed to strike the Guard down with a bolt of lightning that nearly blinded the warrior. After a moment the warrior walked towards the young mage. As he got closer the mage realized the blood dripping from his blade and the black glow around him. The warrior brutally pinned him to a tree while holding him by the throat. The mage realized that he helped a murderer escape. The warrior said with his echoing voice in the empty forest and the night sky:   

- Why did you help me escape tho...

The warrior was cut short, he was now muttering and starring at the mages shoulder which held the mark of evil, a circle representing an eye with an arrow going threw it. The warrior let go of the mage and started to pace back and forth for a moment. He hesitated before saying:

-You are the prince of darkness.