So you have traveled here to discover exactly what the Lord Of the Dark Realm is or maybe even find a
little insight into the darkness. Guard your soul well for the very darkness you seek to explore may indeed claim it. Who is ADiLoN? What is he and Where did he come from? I am sure these questions haunt your mind if you have come to this Realm, and in rights all shall be answered before you leave. But the answers you find may not be those you seek, nor may they come without cost.
In the Year of Crusaders, Knights an Cavaliers was a Knight and a Lady. Kalon Londuis Knight of the Realm and his wife Lady Sylvia Londuis knew a time of great joy as they awaited the arrival of their firstborn, for you see, Lady Sylvia was far with Child. Kalon had prayed to the Gods for a son but would love whichever would come with all his heart and give anything he could, even if it meant his own life, be it Son or Daughter. The time was almost at hand as the Grand Knight Kalon grew more and more excited as well as nervous, this being his first to be born.
The King summoned Kalon an Lady Sylvia to his castle for a celebration to Honor the soon to be birth of his Most favored Knights Child. King Dexicres gave a joyful celebration for the Knight an his Lady but the festivities were to be short lived. For you see Lady Sylvia grew weary and wished to rest; and so she payed her respects to the King an retired for the Eve.
As she walked thru the corridors of the Castle, unbeknownest to her, a beautiful young woman shadowed her. It was this very woman that would bring despair to an otherwise joyous event. As Lady Sylvia slept a thick fog rolled over the room rendering her into a deep slumber. The young woman crept into the room and to the bedside drawing a small bottle from her robe. She opened the Ladys mouth filling it with the contents of the bottle and making her swallow. A moment later, after a few incantations, the Young Witch drew a silver dagger from her belt an slit the Ladys stomach from breast to pelvis. Her motives were that of rage and jealousy as she raised the dagger to slay the child which now lay exposed.
Just then the door opened as the Knight Kalon had grown weary of party an had come to rest as well. His eyes filled with shock an terror as they fell on the events at hand. A cry of agony and rage rang thru the castle halls awakening all as he rushed to the room, Knights sword in hand, and charged the young witch as she faded into the fog before his very eyes. He fell to his knees beside the slay body of his wife. The King and all his guard made haste to the room where the Knight and Lady dwelled., their eyes also filling with horror and shock.
The Kings Magician was also at hand and although he could do nothing for the Lady Sylvia he vowed to save the babe. With a swift series of spells the wails of a newborn babe rang out loud into the night. The Child was taken to the midwives to be cared for, but the damage had be done; the Lady sylvia would never see her beloved husband again, nor ever lay eyes upon her beautiful baby boy.
The Magics took thier toll on the babe, whom Kalon had named Adiscious Londuis; whereupon at the age of 15
the young Lad fell prey to the mixtures of sorcery that gripped him at birth. He stood a height of 6 foot
10 inches and a weight of 350 pounds of solid muscle that looked as if it could have been sculpted from stone by the finest artist in the kingdom; his hair long and silver his eyes carrying a dull mixture of light blue an silver.
He strived to follow in his father footsteps an become a Knight of the Realm. All were proud, despite his tragic birth, that he had grown to be so healthy an strong. None but the magician knowing that it was the very magic which almost killed Adiscious and that which saved him that now made him a warrior for men to fear.
At the age of 17 Adicious had receieved the Honor of Knighthood and was to be wed. Yet the fates raged again to seek his end as a friend would fall to jealousy this time and betray Adicious as well as his beloved and his father.
Sir Brockington Marsh met with the Sorceress Celen on the night of the winter harvest. Brockington, fueled with jealousy, had been swayed by the Sorceress and led astray. She had told him that he was greater than Adicious an in her Lords eyes he was the first. Her Lord of course being Being the Lord of Darkness.
That night Brockington became a vessel for the unholy power which needed a physical being to cross the plains of the realms. The Sorceress an the Dark Lord traveled thru the night to the keep of the Great Knight an his Son.
They sat inside eating unaware of the danger which stood outside there very front door. Suddenly, with a large gust of wind,the door burst open and the two figures where seen. Quickly Adicious an Kalon ran outside to see what was going on. Both seeing Brockington they feared something had happened to him but they were unprepared for the truth. The Dark Lord had come to claim what he was after from the start, the Physical body of Adicious; for once he lived in that body none would be his equal.
Kalon ran to embrace Brockington and find out what the commotion was about. But before his hands could clasp him in a embrace a blade was thrust thru Kalons chest an out his back; The Great Knight fell to the ground, slain. Adicisous could not believe his eyes as his best friend had just run his father thru. The Dark Lord raised a foot an placed it on the Old Knights chest an pushed him off the blade. His head then turned to Adicious "Now I claim my prize". The words echoed thru the night.
The Sorceress walked out of the shadows covered in blood. Her eyes black as solid onyx, hands blood drenched talons and a voice like that of a hissing snake. "Your Love is no more, nor is the child in which she carried. Seems where I failed with you I have been given the chance to succeed from you."
Distraught and enraged Adicious charged the two. Lighting split the sky; Thunder shook the earth and the erie chants of the Celen rang out into the darkness. The Dark Lord simply raised a hand issuing forth a ball of Dark flames that slammed into Adicious's chest knocking him to the ground. The pain of his loss drove Adicious on and to his feet once more, his blade drawn. The two battled for what seemed days, but was a mere matter of minutes, before Adicious fell to the ground a blade thru his body; much in the same manner as that of his fathers.
The Dark Lord took this chance to leave Brockington's body an invade the now dieing form of Adicious's. The two fought within one for control the other for his very existence. But the Magician who had saved him at birth knew this day would come an the enchantments he had placed upon Adicious held strong. Not allowing the Dark Lord to Claim Adicious Body an soul …they did not allow him to leave it either.
The Two souls, intertwined, half of each dieing away to form one. Adicious with the help of his enchantments, would be the victor, retained control; Two becoming one. Adicious rose from the ground a few hours later an staggered to the Castle to convey his story.
Thru fear and lack of understanding he was banished from the Kingdom. His land and title stripped from him. On that day Adicious Londuis became no more and was to become known as the creature ADiLoN.
With nothing left he turned to the only thing he now knew THE DARKNESS. The Darkness Lurks within the heart of the man known as ADiLoN, and when it emerges it comes in the form of SoulRender; the true form of the Dark Lord. *Chuckles* As I said the two had made one but are separate with the power of honor and goodness that comes With the Dark Lord ADiLoN also comes the vile evilness of the SoulRender.
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