an ordinary sorcerer

where there is light, there are shadows. the same may also be said for human civilization.

What a terrible shadow would be cast, if there existed a race whose sole purpose was to murder.

Once, a small minority suffered discrimination for welding the power know as sorcery. as practitioners of arcane rites which included sacrifice and offerings, the sorcerers were reviled by those around them. In time, despite their value, sorcerers were shunned by society. Impelled to the fringes.

just as shadows are necessary for light...

Oh the irony, when their persecutors tried to draw on that very power.

Even a child would have scoffed at their egotism.

However, the sorcerers accepted the charge.

They did so as it provided opportunity to unleash their powers without fear of persecution or public reprisal.

Had the task been a simple matter of ridding the world of foul monsters, it would have not fallen to the sorcerers. But, although the targets of the purge were monsters in name, they in fact had once been human. They were changed for one reason - their overgrown sense of abyssal desire.

However it might be justified, the sorcerers' assignment amounted to nothing more than murder

Who else would devote themselves so committedly to the task of ending the lives of others?

The sorcerers set about this ill-fated duty. In a land ruled by reason, only places of bloody suffering would provide the opportunity they sought to put their powers to use.

No restraint was needed against enemies who had forsaken their own humanity. Indeed, only those who dwell in the shadows can bring such dark acts into the light.

And so it is, that sorcerers continue to serve openly as agents of "murder"