When faced with the unknown, what is it that piques a mans interest, that he must unlock that secrets mysteries to the pause of all else?
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Long have I delved into the dark arts in search for that which is the Achilles heal of evil. I have always believed that evils weakness was the very nature of itself and therefor I have used that against them for almost three decades.
My main source of sagacity has always and without fail, led me to reference my small manuscript, The Mirror. Even though I have had the book in my possession for 30 years and thumb through its pages every night, I have never actually read the whole text. There is something that always catches my interest and bring me back to pages I have already read, with a different understanding or new revelation each time. For every 5 pages I read, it takes me back 20, in hopes that I become more enlightened. Interestingly enough, I have never misplaced, lost or nor had the book stoled from my possession.
I have searched long and hard for many years to find any and all texts, tomes, tablets, scrolls, codexes and compendiums on all things infernal in hope that I find that one idea or quest to truly banish evil outsiders from meddling in the affairs of man for good. One such archaic source had been the Black Scrolls of Ahm, rumored to be the truest, most powerful source of all things infernal. Long had I searched for these collections of scrolls, the author being Tulket nor Ahm of the Bright Empire of the Suloise during its Age of Dreams, long before the Rain. Of the reputed hundred of manuscripts, only two had I unearthed. My next best lead guided me to Maure Castle and with time always against me, not have I had the chance to go.
Now that I near the end of the text I fear that my time is also approaching the sunset of its final chapter. Its as if the manuscript challenges me just enough to understand, master and fulfill my purpose. I feel as if it is leading me to something, building me up to the point that I am ready and able to handle its final secret. Im sure that the text will survive and move on to find another host to carry it on through the ages. If and when it does finally give me what I seek will it be enough, am I strong enough of body and mind or will it the knowledge burn my soul into oblivion?
One such secret mystery nearly cost me everything...
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