Deep within the confines of the Underworld a shadowy figure lurks through the endless caverns and tunnels; searching for their master. The atmosphere gradually becomes hotter and hotter.

“I must be getting closer.”

Further the being traveled into the fiery furnace. Cloaked in a deep violet hooded robe, the Sorceress Monica approached one of the Underworld pits. Every pit around bubbled and spit fiery, molten earth rock. But this pit was seemly different. It spewed molten earth, but it also had a black substance mixing throughout it. This substance was what Monica had been searching for. She raised her hood revealing an aged woman. From beneath her robe she withdrew a book. She stroked her hand across it’s cover feeling the engraved lines and curves of letters. These letters made up a language long forgotten by man, only surviving by the hands of black magic. She opened the book, carefully turning the fragile aging parchment. Turning to her page she looked over the title of the spell. “Diavol Reincarnare.” Raising her hand over the pit she recited the spell.

“A se ridica din nou pierdut suflet. O data din nou a putea voi stapanire aceste lume.”

The black substance separated itself from the pit. It rose into the air and gently settled onto the ground, the slick black substance began to mold and shape itself into a familiar form. It had solified presenting the form of a person in a long black hooded robe who had long silver hair, pale skin and blazing red eyes.

“Welcome back to the world of the living Xanamros.”

Xanamros turned toward Monica and sneered a wicked smile. “Yes it is. Now then, there is work to be done.”

*Please, please, please let me know what you think.  I'm having writer's block and need some encouragement.  I have the first chapter written up but won't post it until I'm finished with my revised version of Unwanted Destiny.  And thank you to all who read.  ~DarkFairy~