Torn apart and left to die and shadow stands under the sickly light of his only friend,The war between light and dark had ended,for the time being. But what's left for a creature caught in between the endless void of good and evil? Weary he walks along a darkened path,one he knows too well,None dare entice him knowing all too well of failure in death to come. The world is now split into two voids,that of light and of dark. But just as long ago when the world was simple,still there walked the outcast,the creature which knew the coming dangers and saw the bitter consequences of mankinds desolate path,and again even by his own he walks the line between light and dark,good and evil.    He fought battle after battle,slaying the taunting beasts with quick and thoughtless strikes.He could only fight, what got in his way became the ground in which he walked. The memories of a vile and heartless path keep him going his journey,it never ended,He could see and hear the battles of the past,the earth crying out for vengeance. These once lush and tantalizing lands were now nothing but barren and cold graves for a once grander time.  How he sought to find the answers,Why...he knew he was a creature unwanted and looked down upon by the higher ones. But he did not care,he stood alone and he would find his way on his own. He was always alone,the silence and darkness were his guide and teacher. He knew the quiet sighs of the earth,could feel the coming of new life. He even in the void of light,was watching the people stuck in their pride and bickering over flies,bloodshed and greed became instilled in people’s hearts,Which side was right,the age old question,he smirked at the thought,he knew the answer and he knew there was something more,taking the shadows with him he made his way walking the forgotten lands,the line between light and dark,looking into an awaiting mist of dark grief,he clutched the sword in his left hand and once more he became the shadow.