In the dark realm...
(A Dark Knight POV)
I stand before my master's altar to inform him of our latest advancements. I hear an echoing boom throughout the chamber, He's here. "What news do you bring me now warlock?." I am his most trusted advisor and his most powerful warrior. "The resistance is split, it is almost time for the breaking of the seal! You will soon rise again." "Soon? I demand NOW!" An intense pulse of dark energy pulses throughout the chamber. "I have worked for MILLENNIA to destroy the wretched seal my creators put upon the chamber to the Tree of Life! And you DARE tell me that my work has yet to be completed!"
The tree of Life is an ancient relic that which birthed all of creation. If there is anything that could relocate my master's former body, it is the tree's ancient power. However, shortly after the defeat and separation of my master's body and soul the Primordials placed a powerful magical seal upon the tree's chamber to ensure that nobody, not even themselves, can access the tree's chamber. The seal however has grown weaker with age and could finally be broken upon the separation of the Primordials magical bonds. This is why we have strived to destroy the resistance, their unity ensures that the bond stays unbreakable.
I quiver before my master's intense might. "My liege, we have almost disassembled the resistance, all the pieces are falling into place, they are all divided but two." "And who might be the fools who stand in my way?" he asks in a demanding tone "The masters of Lightning and Fire. No matter what I send to them, they seem to be inseparable!" I yell in frustration. A sinister laugh echoes throughout the chamber. "If your pitiful minions cannot do the job..." My master leaves me to finish. "Then I'm better off doing it..." I summon my scythe.
"Myself."
