Millenia ago there was a time when Astaroth ruled in hells land. He claimed to be the origin of the Demiurge. The dissapperance of the Demiurge left him shaken, seeking him out Astaroth traveled to the Abyss. He came back severly injured, barely alive and refused to tell of what transpired. Gathering his legions to him he stepped threw to the world of Vagabond. Bringing darkness and the Archons. Waking the inhabitants of Vagabond from their illusion. As time wore on the viel darkness grew.

There were a few who fought against this monstrous group. They were simply known as the rebellion. But time took its toll on this group. The hellspawn were growing in numbers, feeding upon each other, fighting for control. The rebellion began to fail, its members mysteriously vanishing. Those that were left defected.

Just outside the reach of Astaroth's a new group of souls was forming together. A group that was undecided, but finding themselves being caught in the middle. ........

The DarkWizard watches this group with interest as he heads back to the lands that are now teaming with creatures that man fears most. Things worse than your worse nightmare. Still the DarkWizard travels on into the lair of the lords of chaos to the dark angels of Astaroth. Astaroths very council. As he stands proudly before the DarkAngels proclaiming his victory over the rebellion Netzach bellows "You pitty little foul... there is still a resistance growing." "You have failed us " contends Tiphareth. Unwavering the Dark Wizard calmly states, "I have been watching the one you speak of. Grant me what you promissed and I will crush this soul." The council of Dark Angels confur. Yesod speaks for the council when he states "Do not fail us. Lord of Darkness for you will perish into the abyss to live in eternal Hell."

Leaving the council DarkWizard shifts into a common wizard. And begins the journey to the new group.

A strong saintly man Towser seemed to lead this new group showing them how to hide their light from the these monster.

As Towser sat teaching his newest students the skills needed to hide their light a stranger appeared at his makeshift class room. Wonder struck Towser. "My good man what brings you this way?" He asked, as he silently motioned for the students to hide their lesson.

"I seek the one known as Towser. I have need to speak with him." the stranger replied as he sagged against the door frame, as he clutched his staff. "I may know of who you seek, but first you must meet with the council." Towser responded. "Class dismissed."

Towser lead the stranger to the council.









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