The Dark Energy and the Beginning

Deep within the confines of the nether world, forces are always stirring, seeking access to the planes above. Their friction and constant strife produce energy, which is typically consumed by the demons and dark beings within these nether regions. On the planes above however, some have different designs and uses for these energies and they take upon themselves the mantle of power, seeking out this dark energy. The task is dangerous and can have outcomes which would curdle the stomach to hear of. Still, those who seek it out, they understand the true power of this dark chaotic energy and care little for the consiquences of their actions. The true power of this dark energy, it lies in its ability to allow one to see the future. There are those who scoff, calling such endeavors a foolish pursuit that tempts fate. Such as these fear that power, knowing full well that to seek out what lies ahead, can often have dire consiquences for those who reside in the now. Still, it has been shown that those who seek out the dark energies, care very little for possible consiquences. Werkan's own story truly begins, not at his birth or how his wealthy merchant family doted upon him, but truly when he was enrolled at the academy of magic in Seringale. While studying there, he ran across tome after tome, revealing the powerful nature of the dark energy within the nether realms. He desired its power, not for any other reason than he felt entitled and better than those around him, whom he considered his lessers. Once he had the taste of the power in his mind, Werkan sought out all dark prophecies and objects imbued with this energy he could find. He released the energies into the world, incanting and seeking out the future as told to him by the dark creatures who answered the call. After only a few years, in which he hardly slept for reading tomes and texts about this dark power, he finally came across the spell that would give him what he sought. The knowledge of true power and how to summon it. With this, he could foresee any action by enemy and friend alike. His power would be unshakable. He called upon the dark forces, seeking out the power that he felt was rightly his. The being that was summoned was terrible. A being of fog and death, barely heard secrets passed through the shadow of its form and sought the mind, pushing the poison deep within, promising glory and power with its every noxious breath. Drawn closer, Werkan listend and strained for the truth hidden within the deceit. He was not a total fool, he knew that the darkness made promises to destroy souls and keep them as a type of livestock to feed off of for eternity. So he strained and formed his protective spells in his mind, ready to defend should he have need. Finally, he heard what he had been waiting to hear since he had first learned of the dark energies. As he listened, his mind was filled and he was filled with such joy that he could barely contain it. So overwhelmed by what he heard, his defenses had slipped and the dark being attacked.