A remenant of my original soul. Given to me by Domonic to fight off the demon that had calimed me, it is now a part of me. Forever by my side, feeding of my energy, just as i feed off its strength. Black flames now run through the blade and hilt, a sign of it drawing dark energy off me. With this sword i will strike down whatever gets in my way. I am forever one step closer to the ultimate goal...

First week

Attended a faction meeting
Ended up in Necrovion
Gained a wish point
Gained a rpc spell scroll
50 w/l
100k EXP
Roleplayed myself to death
=PLearned of the Darkness

Day 8

157k total xp
Obtained a dark archer, my second lvl 2 archer, and my elemental finally hatched.
Gained 3k xp and 600 honor from a fight with Snowflake
Expanded my back story
Fought the Loreroot guard.
Sacrificed an Aramor Assassin

Day 10

Killed a loreroot guard.
3 lvl 2 grasans, 2 dark archers, and my elemental is gunna be lvl 3 tommorow.

Day 11

Wrote a transcript and synopsis for the archives and Mur.

*Standing before you is a shadow of a man dressed all in black with a hood pulled tightly over his head. His face is invisible to the naked eye, hidden beneath a shadow. His true identity is unknown to many. He is always on the stairs at the shop just turning an hourglass. Then a voice raises from the darkness*
"I can see you wondering about me. All the judgments, fears, and concerns with me. I am no longer truly of this world and soon you will never forget my name. You're asking yourself, where did I come from who am I? But the better question is when did I come from and better yet what am I? Time has a funny way of distorting the senses and reality. I cannot truly say how I came to be in this land but I am surely not from here. I lived many a time ago in a land where blood and death were the only definite in your life. I was actually once a happy man with a family but that all ended, very abruptly I might add. We lived on the edge of the world, what we thought was away from the pain and violence this world had become. Oh how naive we were. It was one afternoon when the sun disappeared, a day I will never forget. I was busy inside when I heard a piercing noise from the fields. I ran outside as quickly as possible only to find my wife and only son being torn apart by some sort of demons. I fought the devils for as long as I could but to no avail. I thought my life was over right there. Sadly I was mistaken. These forsaken beings from hell wouldn't let me die; they found it much more humorous to keep me alive in this less than human state. Upon delivering the final blow to me one of the demons lowered itself to me. Speaking in some sort of tongues it made a gesture and placed a single hourglass on my chest. Now, just as the sands of time keep going I will as well. Doomed to a life of eternal wandering forever haunted by this damned hourglass."
*removing his hood so as to truly reveal himself all that is underneath is a black shadow with two eyes. Forever transformed into this ghastly figure, forever searching for a way out of this living hell and back to his family he once loved*
"Still glad you wanted to know about me?" *He returns the hood to his head, hiding himself yet again* "I'm not sure how old i am at this point. It seems like its been thousands of years, wich it might have. Most my memory is gone at this point and ive lost almost all trace of humanity, minus my ability to communicate and act civily. As for how i got here, i came across these land mostly by accident. I had been hunting down the demons that did this to me only to come upon a very distastefull wizard. Before i could say anything he had cast a spell upon me and when i came to i was in these lands."
*He stands up and breifly looks around then back at you* Something tells me that my story has just begun.

It all started with a day of meditation next to the fountain. It felt as though I had fallen into a great sleep. I awoke in the middle of a battlefield. The stench of blood and death was rising through the air. Both sides had suffered severe casualties, fighting for good or evil. Battles raged on for weeks at a time until something changed. A power had arisen to stop the fighting. That was the last I remember before being stirred in this realm and I came too. I inquired with a great friend and was told that my vision deeply resembled a war that had happened in this realm previously. What could the connection be between us?

The second vision came to me on the tenth day. This one was much different than the last. I was in a completely black room when a familiar voice rang out to me. It spoke in tongues...Just like the demon that had done this to me. With a flash the demon stood before me and merely uttered "I am Tasiilnth, find me". I awoke instantly to find the rest of my flesh had turned into shadow. I covered up my hands with my cloak and decided to get some information on how to summon a demon. After talking to my friend Pamplemousse, I learned Stormrunner was some of a demon. Maybe I can get a lead there?

I found my lead. I talked to Stormrunner and found out that the demon had claimed my soul. Using this hourglass it had been draining life-force. Stormrunner told me he would not help me summon this demon but I have figured out another way. I was given a sword from my friend Domonic that was binded to my soul. Only I can use it and it will only accept me as its user. Its name is Masamune. With the power of this sword and a ritual to reverse life flow I will draw this demon through the hourglass and take his power as my own.