Chakan's Tale
He smiled, then said, "To a man of death from Death himself, a wager?
If you win, Chakan, you shall live forever, if I win, you soul is mine to do with as I wish."
Thus, being vain, and foolish, I accepted...
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The battle was fought on all levels...physical...mental...mystic...psychic...
On this World, and on other planes...with sword and spell...we clashed toe to toe...and the world trembled before our powerful display.
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I attacked with such fury, such might, that even Death himself was taken aback, and then, against all odds, felled!
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I had toppled the master!
"Fulfill the wager, Lord of the Dead, give to me the gift of eternal life!" Those were my words as I raised my arms in victory.
I should have known, you can't cheat the reaper.
Oh, Death gave me the gift of eternal life, but he shrouded the gift with the garb of hell... For with the gift came a stipend, I would be stripped of most of my mystic powers...left a
shell of my former might... And I would wear this visage and never know peace...and the eternity I would live would be filled with pain and misery...and solitude.
Many of the wounds those beasts gave me took long months to heal, all the while my sleep haunted by the wails and pain of their victims.
But there is an end to my curse...if all the beasts of the dark are slain...then I may find
my rest...
Death told me so...
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