Prologue 2
Where does the source of all evil come from? Are some of us just destined to create footfalls of chaos when we walk the sands of fate? Or is there some dark force teasing our feet with cold water? Whatever the case may be, perhaps an origin story shall clarify the birth of evil...
Across the briny seas to the shores of Ireland a long long time ago, there grew the tree of life. Beneath the tree where shines golden apples of immortality, lies a shadow in the form of a snake. He is the shadow of darkness, the yin to all yang of life and death. His name is Crom Cruac. He dictates who lives and who dies, and every other century he demands a sacrifice. A youthful child whose destiny is to die, to be the one that gives life back to both Faerie and the world of humans. Although this is necessary, Crom Cruac is purely stoic on the matter, only knowing that this is an important sacrifice. Crom Cruac is not purely evil, he must do the deeds and only takes what is needed. However, his shadow is different. Once it was controlled and maintained by Crom Cruac, now it has developed a life all on it's own. It has gathered up all of the world's evil, every misplaced magic spell, ever residue of darkness dripping into it's shade and every unkind thing anyone has ever done. This Shadow, has developed it's own identity and released itself from Crom Cruac's bond, in order to cause chaos in any..and all worlds. The Shadow has claimed a new name, it calls itself: Trigon.
