Long ago when the worl was young, ademon set out to controll all the planes of existence to this dimention. He quickly gained power spreading his influence through the undeworld. Soon he had complete controll and was creating a grand army to take over the mortal plane. In his preperation he created the wicked demon blade with the power to steal the soul of any human it struck, and turn them into controllable demons that looked as they did when they were struck. His army struck hard and fast on the mortal plane and took no prisoners. To counter this army of darkness the Dieties of good created a grand celestial army. The most powerfull of these armies was that which was know as The wandering Winds, or better know by the humans as angels of death. In a final attempt to rid the mortal world of the demon invaders, all the armies of the world combined. The mortal races were led by the keeper of the lightbringer, a mighty weapon able to reverse the effects of the demon blade. They were to attack from the north while the smaller army of the wandering winds were to attack from the south. Only one of the wandering winds made it to the castle gates because they were ambushed on their charge to the castle. Loke was his name and he attacked the southern gate of the castle all by himself, while at the same time the army of mortals attacked the north site. The raid was successful and the army stormed the castle. The keeper of the Lightbringer and Loke fought the tyrant Mathazar and defeated him, but loke payed a terrible price. His right eye was slashed by the demon blade while saving the keeper of the lightbringer, but instead of finishing the job the keeper of the lightbringer used the power of the lightbringer to save Loke's life. His eye became know as the demon's eye, able to slay anyone cought in its gaze. This curse could only be lifted if the one who cast it was destoyed. Mathazar escaped back to the underworld and the world was safe. It has been hundreds of years sinse this battle and many people regard it only as a myth or a tall tale. Now the true story is about to unfold
