• Once upon a time, a very young girl, whom was secretly a sorcerer, told her friend about some of her magnificent powers, of prophercies that were bound to come true, for good or for bad; and numerous tales about other worlds.
    Her friend dismissed the idea of her tales being real, and simply told her that it was all in her mind. The girl got upset and had a hard time believing either side, for her friend had a lot of influence over her.
    The sorcerer finally realised that the dead girl she often saw in visions, swinging from the ceiling of an unknown location after hanging herself, was her. She also knew that the prophercy that kept repeating itself whenever she slept, was one that she had to start. She had to create the world that this prophercy was for; and, before death and after life, she would have to bestow someone with all her power so that they could rule this new land in its darkest time.

    The girl died and her soul of three split, her lone human spirit becoming a banshee which now, forever wonders the world the young sorcerer created. The wailing soul foretelling of a dark weapon that would one day awake, bringing doom, death and destruction to all those in its wake.