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It had been a full year since Uther dissappeared and on this day, Divaqs sat alone in the left tower, thinking about his good friend.
"Uther, my friend...I don't know if you are in the heavens or by some means you lived. But we're about to get Diablo for you. I wish you could be here to help us." Divaqs said to himself.
As soon as these words came from his mouth...a portal opened behind him. It's blue light shimmmered as a dark form stepped from it. The cold night air, suddenly had heat, meaning the source of this portal could only be from hell.
"Who are you?" Divaqs asked, swirling around to see a man in black robes come out of the portal.
"Your benefactor..." the man said quietly back.
"What do you mean?" Divaqs probed.
"Remember when you were ill? Well I'm the man in black Amadeus mentioned." the man replied.
"What's your name?" Divaqs inquired.
"I am known as Magus Quelan, a mage from hell." Magus answered.
Divaqs raised an eyebrow,"Ahh so you are here to kill me?"
The man stiffened up, but then returned to his casual pose.
"No, I have come to serve you. I was once a warrior, captured by demons and forced to serve a minor demon, Azazel, I wish to be freed." Magus replied, pushing back his hood, revealing a face that looked really familiar.
"My god! Uther!" Divaqs gasped.
"Yes my friend, tis I, but I have a new master now, and I have black magics which you couldn't even imagine." the former Paladin Lord replied, in a shameful voice.
"I can't believe you survived, how?" Divaqs asked.
As an answer, Magus took a dagger and sliced open his robe down his chest. The black folds moved to the side, revealing a giant hand scar upon his chest.
"Azazel, my master healed me. I have to serve him because of this accursed mark, because Sir Gorash punctured my heart with his sword," Magus explained," he then replaced the damaged part with half of his heart. As a result, I am half demon, due to the blood that pumps through my veins."
"My friend, I'm sorry..." Divaqs said," why did you make such a sacrifice?"
"I believed in the Paladins, I knew the only way to win the battle would be to slay Gorash at all costs," Magus answered," unfortunately, I succeeded in that task, but now, I have a larger task ahead of me."
"That is...?" Divaqs inquired.
"To kill you, my master wants me to slay you, after you have gotten rid of Diablo." Magus stated calmly.
"You wretch! You would kill me? Your friend?" Divaqs asked incredously.
"No, you fool...I am going to serve you. But as soon as Diablo is finished my master will come and give the orders to kill you. I will fight him...but the outcome will be my death." Magus stated," I am disgusting, a servant of evil now, I have souls of evil ones inside of me. Dark gifts, my friend, the worst of all gifts."
"My friend, you are still noble. Obviously the human side of you is apparent," Divaqs said with much joy and sorrow," I am glad you are back, for we are about to strike at Diablo."
"Ahh so the time of my death may come sooner than I expected." Magus said," But so be it, let me begin anew as a Paladin of Light..." Magus answered with a touch of sadness.
The next day, the hall of the Paladins was bustling, for the annual annointing of new Paladins. Rumours of the man in black were spreading like wild fire. The doors opened as if in answer to their inquiries of this stranger.There were several new knights, Magus included.
They walked down, and the process began. Magus joined under his name, but still his real identity was kept secret for the time being. The annointing and knighting of the newest recruits finished.
Other generals assigned their regiments and troops to certain parts of the first level of the dungeon, which scouts had made. Then all of the troops left, and the battle that ensued would change them all......
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