A Desolate Wasteland. That's the first thing that would appear on the head of Whoever was seeing this scenery.

The land was completely cracked, and seemingly devoid of all life.

In this Gods forsaken place, a man walked. He was wearing a black cape that covered all his body, excepting the head. This one was full of black hair that reached the neck. His face revealed a trace of youthness and revealed a certain charm that would move many women, weren't his expressionless yet disturbed face. More striking, however, were his eyes. They were a deep blue that resembled the ocean, yet there was also a trace of confusion in them. This confusion however disappeared when a building entered in his view.

It was a palace, completely dark in color, that seemed to suck all light. After seeing, a  fanatism never before seen could be encountered in the eyes of the man, and in his mouth was a radiant smile, like reason to live had finally appeared in the life of the man.

He continued, and soon reached the palace, whom he entered without ceremony. In front of him there was a throne. However, this one was towards the same direction the man was directed. Thus, the man could only see the back of the throne. It was like Whoever was there seated couldn't care less about the man.

After seeing the throne, the fanatism in the man's eyes didn't dissipate in the slightest, and in fact only grew.He then kneeled in a single leg, and said

I, am he who serves the embodiment of darkness.

The throne, seemingly reacting at his words, moved. It began to rotate until whoever was there was face to face to the man.

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It was another man. This one was wearing a white clothes, as well as long, white robe. His face was completely emotionless, and his blue eyes, differently from the ones of the black clothed man emited a certain ferocity that would make most people numb.

Then without any warning, something strange happened: a strange, and ominous kind of energy, completely black much like the castle, emerged from the man. It took over his torso, then his legs and arms, going to his feet and hands and finally, his head.

During the entire process, the face of both men never waved. Like it was something normal to happen.

In the end, the dark energy even went as far as "devouring" the clothes of the man. The final result was something strange.

It was a humanoid silhouette, complelety dark and extremely ominous. It had no face, nor anything thar could resemble one: it was just a mass of energy.

And then, even more strangely, a voice came out of faceless figure. As it had no mouth, the sound was being transmitted by his entire body, making a truly bizarre scene.

" Of all my servants, you were the first to reach me. Speak your name, my servant, and I shall grant you my blessing" - Said the monster, with a four dimensional voice that emanated in all directions.

"This one's name is Sagleo, Master" - Spoke the black clothed man, without trying to conceal his obsession.

"Then, Sagleo, may the Shadow of the Gods be with you" (Silhouette)

" Thank you, Master"(Sagleo)    

"Very well, Sagleo, it's time to put in practice my final plan" - Said He " and you will help me to execute it" - Continued the Faceless Figure, not caring about the opinion of his subordinate.

"In what would i be able to help you, Master?" (Sagleo)

"I need what beings like you call "emotions" to my plan be successful , and to that i pretend to fuse myself with 30% of your soul, or basically, all of your emotions. In turn, you will become emotionless, like i am now, but no one cares about that."(Silhouette)

"As you wish."( Sagleo)