In the realm of the spirits

Tales are told

Of an ancient sorcerer

Older than the worlds

And more powerful than the skies

A figure of myth

It is said

That he can give a spirit

Corporeal form

To take shape in the world of the living

And wander free

But for the great gift he gives

The sorcerer asks a grave price

All memory of lives past

And a limited time to walk

Free among the living

"Three days are yours

To traverse the lands

But save for true love's first kiss

Ye must return to the spirit

Forever enslaved

To my whim"

Thus are the conditions of the devil's bargain.