Once upon a time, there was a creator funnily enough, called Iax, as Iax meant "unnamed" in the meaning of names. Iax was a fun person. He made bees produce glue instead of honey, he made the fae creatures lose their abilities and become humans and he stole the moon. He did this to create his own realm, the fae, to which he applied the abilities he had stolen from the humans.
However, some of the fae creatures went mad with longing for their home. They did everything Iax wanted in order to return. But the biggest reward their master could offer to them, was some of the stolen human's magic, which turned them weird and sometimes vicious. They are still imprisoned in the fae and are called demons by the Thelin church. And Iax, the unnamed, chose to call himself Encarnis, the lord of demons.
He erected the greystones, doors that led from the fae to the human world. This was, what he needed the moon for you see, as transport always needs energy. The greystones were the holes he tore into the prison that was the fae, as he didn't want to stay in his castle forever.
But there were others of his kind and when they saw what Encarnis had done, they either chose side in his favour or against. Most creators chose to fight with Encarnis, but some did not. Thelu, for instance, chose side against him, as did Selitos. But most folk fighting the tyrant came from the rows of the gentler shapers, that were more in numbers but inexperienced in warfare. Both the world and the fae came close to a breakdown then, and there weren't many that survived the creation war.
In the end, the last shapers managed to imprison Encarnis in a lightstone prison, carrying it deep below earth neither in the human world nor in the fae but somewhere in between. They knew the prison would not hold him forever. Thus they made three ways to Encarnis' cave. One that led to the human world, so that the humans could research on a method to trap Encarnis more efficiently. One was attached to the fae realm, and it was the most used one. The fae were charged with the task to maintain the magic that held Encarnis. And they called those sacrificing their life force to do so Amyr, the ones that worked for the good of all. Until they died.
But there was a third entrance.
None of the scrolls of the Amyr say, where this one led, except that it was a place where none could return. When the last Amyr died, the way between fae and cave was forgotten, and the key was lost. Thousands of years Encarnis had lain imprisoned, losing his sanity, if not his life, festering his viciousness. Over this he had forgotten how to free himself. And thus he still lies behind the four-plate-door, waiting for his opportunity to end the world.
