DAWNBLADE: THE DEVOUT'S STORY OF THE FALL
For untold centuries the world was in balance. The gods — good, evil, and neutral — ruled over the world. The balance changed over time, sometimes good prevailed and sometimes evil cast its shadow, but always behind it was an overall harmony.
Until the Sorcerer came. None remember his name now, none choose to, except the gods of course. None remember his origins either, though some say he was a disciple of one of the gods before he fell.
Whatever his background, over time he grew more and more powerful. Too powerful. If he truly was a disciple of a god then at some point he renounced his belief, turning instead to his own dark desires.
Powerful he was, but also incredibly devious. He kept his thoughts and ideas hidden away from the gods
