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The Story of Ceverus

Time. A continuous circle with no end and no beginning. Some beings have existed throughout time. Gods, they've been called by those who believe. Among these beings exists another, enveloped in obscurity and doomed to exist in subtlety with no mark left on the realms of man. He is the darkness, the one who watches from the shadows. He is the one you curse when things seem to just go wrong. He is Ceverus, Lord of the Shadows, Devourer of Souls. And this is his tale.

Long before the world of man a dimension was shaped by seven immortals known as the First Shadowkin. Ceverus was one of these siblings. This dimension was created in the likeness of the creators, cast in eternal shadow and filled with creatures of living darkness. Of these there grew a breed of beasts that proved to be vicious, consuming anything they saw fit. They spread uncontrollably, threatening to overrun this world that so much effort had been sunk into. This could not be allowed to pass.

Ceverus had always been the more unruly of the seven. He was never afraid to speak his mind and always offering the most unconventional means to achieve the goals and obstacles presented to these seven. It was put on him to quell this uprising when the efforts of the others failed to contain the spread of these creatures dubbed the World Eaters. Rather than eliminate them outright, Ceverus gave himself a material form of a man cloaked in black not unlike the Grim Reaper of today's lore. In doing so he had hoped to be able to wipe out and minimize the threat to the still developing world. His Brothers refused to take form and aide him in this and he could not do it alone. As a result, a race of humanoids that came to be called the Shadowkin were created to help save this world.

The Shadowkin race was given sentience and a level of intelligence made to mirror their creator himself. But Ceverus was smart. He limited their abilities to make each one different from the last, a drive to make it impossible for them to rise up and overthrow him.

These first few of their kind were created to be able to hunt and kill these World Eaters, to adapt to any situation that may arise. It worked quite well. The spread of the World Eaters was stopped and even reduced. Ceverus saw to it that these creatures would never threaten the world again unless called upon by having a great temple constructed to house them. This was to become his home within the world.

His brothers soon followed as the new creatures began to build a home for themselves. Soon villages and cities alike were constructed, each adopting a new culture if their own. Ceverus was pleased that his actions caused this world to prosper, to grow into a world of life. His brothers tried to claim a hand in what he had created. This brought on internal conflict and soon each sibling had a temple of their own, each claiming a section of the realm to rule over, separated by a sea of blackness. A system that worked to keep the siblings bitter yet satisfied.

This separation would not last, however. The Shadow Plane was not the only world to have arisen from the voids of space. A thin veil between this realm and another stirred and threatened to tear open. The first incident laid waste to a southern region controlled by one called Verath. The inhabitants slaughtered and Verath himself slain on his own throne.

The power of their lost brother split between the six remaining. A sensation that none of them were familiar with. They were unable to figure out why it happened until the second region fell. Xeran was known to be a tactically wise being and had sent word to another by the name of Yorick. By the time Yorick answered the call the region was left a smouldering ruin. Once more the rush of power was felt as Xeran met his end.

A meeting between rulers was called. Something was amiss and it needed to be addressed and fast. Yorick, Ceverus, Andros, Lucian, and Saeren were at a loss. What or who could be doing this? Scouts were sent in the form of dark raven-like birds. The reports were disheartening.

A plane of demons had risen just beyond the veil. The Abyss was greedy. Its rulers wanted to expand their territories and their own realm was proving too small to contain them so their sights turned on the plane of Darkness. For the first time in eons the brothers opted to unite to drive the demons back to their home.

Ceverus proposed unleashing the World Eaters to repel the demons. A plan that was shut down and swept aside as a last resort. Yorick and Andros took the front lines as a rift began to open. They would be ready this time. An army of Shadowkin and beasts of darkness amassed to face what was to come.

The rift tore open and poured a wave of fell demons into the realm, led by an archdemon by the name of Archimonde. The sight of their warbeasts and the savage appearance of the warriors that flooded into the realm shook the defenders to their core. The battle raged for what could be counted as days but it was in vain. The ranks of the Shadowkin were decimated and their leaders executed to be put on display. Only the bodies of Yorick and Andros dissipated as their power was divided to the three remaining brothers.

A retreat to the center region ruled by Ceverus himself was called. It was here that the final stand was to take place. Again the idea to release the world eaters was proposed and again shot down. The demons marched on the Shadow Hold as Ceverus had taken to calling his temple. Their numbers unfathomable. All seemed lost.

A final sacrifice was made as their people died below. Lucian and Saeren took it upon themselves to challenge Archimonde knowing they would lose, their power being given to Ceverus. There was nothing the last brother couldn't do, the amount of energy that he had obtained was great...immeasurable. A fury overcame him at the loss if his last remaining brothers and a third challenge was issued to Archimonde.

The duel was hard fought. Both sides suffering severe injuries. Finally Ceverus summoned the last if his strength in the form of a black scythe. A weapon that was used to bring down the archdemon at long last. Ceverus didn't stop there. He devoured the very essence of the being he had slain.

The terms of the duel were to give safe passage to the Abyssals back to their home. Ceverus had no intention of allowing this invasion to go unpunished. He gave them a head start of only a few hours before unleashing the World Eaters upon his foes. The creatures responded to him differently, with reverence and obedience where he could do nothing to contain them before. The Abyssal legions were devoured to the last, their killers following them home to wreak havoc on the Abyss itself.

The creatures were called back when a plea for peace between realms was made. Ceverus agreed to leave the Abyss alone so long as no other demon set foot in his realm. The rift was sealed and World Eaters set to guard each rip in the veil that had been created.

Now the realms exist in a fragile peace, Ceverus ruling over his realm with a wary eye. Though he occasionally can be found wandering among humans in the Material Plane, an interest being taken on the humans dwelling there and occasionally intervening in their affairs in the most subtle of ways.

((More will be written to fill in some of the gaps. This was meant to be a sort of overview of the character's history. Hope you enjoy!))