“Every act of creation is first an act of destruction”
Long before being consumed by darkness, before the whispers of madness clung to their name, lived a mage of unparalleled brilliance, one who served as a beacon of light, a paladin, a master of white magic whose name was etched into the very foundations of Green Wizard City when it was nothing but a fledgling village. A scholar, a healer, a visionary— The Mage was among the most revered of the Green Wizards, destined for the highest ranks of the council, a leader among their peers.
But ambition is a treacherous whisper, one that can twist even the purest of hearts ...
The sorcerer, unsatisfied with the limits of white magic, sought to know more, to wield more, to become more. Their journey led them beyond the sacred halls of the Green Wizard Keep, beyond the boundaries of what was deemed safe. They sought magic hidden in the ruins of forgotten civilizations, in the cursed grimoires that even the wisest dared not open. There they uncovered ancient, forbidden knowledge. Knowledge that pulsed with a power neither holy nor righteous. Spells never uttered by mortal tongues.
It was there, in the abyss of knowledge, that they surrendered.
Dark ancient, and eternal entities offered a path beyond the limits of flesh. Their soul was the price. Their body was the vessel. These entities of the abyss, eager to claim such a gifted mind, welcomed them into their fold. The being that returned to Green Wizard City was no longer The mage, once revered for their wisdom. Neither man nor woman, neither living nor truly dead, Their once-brilliant eyes became voids of swirling nightmares. Where their voice had once been a beacon of wisdom, it now carried an unsettling resonance, as if spoken by many mouths from beyond the veil. Demon-like in form and power, it had transcended humanity—but at a terrible cost.
The city, their home, rejected them.
The council, their brothers and sisters in magic, stood against them. A great battle erupted. The sky was torn asunder by clashing magic, illusions wove through reality, and the ground cracked beneath the weight of unleashed power. The entity that had once been a proud Green Wizard unleashed devastation upon the foundation they helped build.
But power alone was not enough. The city endured.
The combined might of the Green Wizards proved overwhelming, and though the battle claimed the lives of many and left ruins in its wake, the corrupted mage was driven back—wounded, weakened, forced to retreat into the vastness of the unknown.
For centuries, the fallen mage wandered in exile, buried deep within the endless woods, lost in solitude. But they were not idle. In the silence of their banishment, it learned. They negotiated with their corrupted selves, to suppress the mindless hunger for chaos and destruction. Raw power was not the key to true dominance— control, deception, and patience were.
From the shadows, the art of camouflage, deceit, and manipulation was learned. They shed their past self, forgetting their demon and human names, abandoning their old ambitions of mindless destruction. And from the silence of the abyss, a final entity emerged.
Illusionist Hecate of the keep
Neither human nor entirely demonic—Illusionist Hecate of the keep was born. A being of shifting form, whose very essence was a mirage, a phantom that could be anything, anyone, anywhere. Their power was no longer crude devastation but subtle, insidious, and unstoppable.
Now, they roam the Runiverse, a master of trickery and manipulation, using illusions, mind games, and ancient magic to shape reality to their will. They wear a thousand faces, and whisper a thousand lies, all in pursuit of the ultimate goal— To unveil the darkest secrets of the cosmos. To claim the knowledge that even gods fear. To become the most powerful entity to ever exist. And when the time comes, when the pieces are in place, when no one sees the trick until it is too late
Green Wizard City will remember what it tried to forget.
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