Two hundred years ago there was a man who was only known as Darkstorm II. He was what was known as a Dark Fighter, a hero of all that fought against the Dark Immortals who wanted nothing more to bring Earth under their control and most likely from there to destroy everything. The fight was long, taking years before the young Darkstorm was successful and the Dark Immortals disappeared. But something went wrong with him and he turned on those he swore to protect. He killed thousands, and destroyed everything that lay before him. All who had miraculously survived an encounter with him described him to be a completely different man. He looked cold, with no emotion showing over his features.
After countless battles were fought with him, he was captured and taken away to perhaps recover our lost hero, instead of killing him. Everything was payed for by his love, a beautiful princess. But again they were unsuccessful, and he went on a rampage. After that there is nothing know of what happened. Only his love knew what truly happened, but she never spoke of it. But what is know is he was killed. Destroying the building he was kept in, it collapsed on him, and no one dared go see if he lived.
The records are fuzzy with only he and her knowing the truth. The humans have discarded his story as well as the story of the Dark Immortals as nothing more then myths and legends told around camp fires. Demons and other creatures who live much longer know it all to be the truth. They know it, because the rubble which is known as Darkstorm's grave still exist, far out in plains that is abandoned of life. No one dares go there with dear that his ghost still haunts the area and will kill anyone who comes.
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