Shadows Gather
The Dark Sire Rises!
Chapter 1
by 
Xerrith
It's been too long since you've remembered a taste of your true power. As madness nearly consumes you while you remain trapped in this pathetic golden urn, as a mere ball of shadow and consciousness.
Ah yes, you remember it quite well...
Back when you had the entire human race beneath your feet, they served with such zeal and conviction. They loved their master, their king, no - their God.
Empires would rise and fall at your desire, those who would wish certain victory would come to your temples bearing gifts, sacrifices, all to make a pact with a being of limitless power.
But as all heights of power seem to share in common, is that being at the very top holds you blinld at those who conspire beneath you. Far below came your inevitable, unforeseeable end.
And here you lie...
