The Legend of the Two Brothers
Once upon a time, there lived two brothers who loved each other very much. They would play together, eat together, sleep together and do everything with one another. Wherever one went, the other followed. They looked alike but were different ages. Growing up like that, they were never separated. One time, while playing in the forest, the youngest brother fell down a hill, and went tumbling into the weeds below. The eldest brother hurriedly ran down the hill after the other brother. They both stumbled upon a meadow they hadn't discovered before. A mythical being came down from the trees and promised them both each a wish. The two brothers thought for a bit, and decided between themselves. Each of them would be totally alone in life if it weren't for the other. The younger brother was desperate to protect the eldest. It was his purpose in life, after all. His wish was to destroy anything he touched at will. The fairy simply warned if he received his wish, he would have terrible luck. The younger brother thought about this, and decided to take the risk. He could deal with some bad luck as long as he could keep his older brother safe.
Meanwhile, the eldest brother was thinking about his wish. After a while of thought, he wished for all the shadows to obey his will. He figured if people wouldn't be his friends, he could befriend their shadows instead. The fairy was hesitant to give this wish, because then the eldest brother would never be able to have a relationship, friend or otherwise. In addition, his lifespan would be shorter due to the immense power controlling shadows held. She mentioned this to the eldest brother, but he didn't care. Power was all he wanted. No one would make friends with him, so he would create some of his own. The youngest brother begged him not to, but the eldest didn't listen. The fairy granted their wishes and a black beam of light stretched toward the sky, surrounding the two brothers as they held hands in anticipation of their new powers.
Months past and after that day the two inseparable brothers were drifting farther and farther apart. The youngest was determined to make good use of his powers, though he never told anyone of them, and the eldest was wrapped up in his new abilities as well. Eventually the youngest brother was sent to live in the city, away from his brother. On the day of his departure, the youngest brother bid the eldest a tearful farewell, but the eldest said nothing and stayed up in his room where he alone could practice his powers. The youngest brother cried silently as now the brother he loved more than anything else was gone, and this shell of a man was left behind. He left for the city and has thought of his great power nothing but a curse that had led his brother away from him. Or at least that's how the legend goes.