There were times in history that were recorded and great study were put in them, but there was a time, that was lost to the ages. Long ago a boy gifted with powers beyond comprehension was born. In this time the people couldn't understand the boy, and was afraid of him. But the fears only lead to hatred as they tried everything in their power to cause the boy to run away, or die. He had been gifted with wings that were of close resemblance of those of a figure they worshiped. He had other powers that if used they would rain down terror among the people. But the boy could not stand to the cruel treatment that he endured every day. It was time for him to become free. He flew away from his home town, and gathered an army controlling them with his powers, creating a bond from his thoughts, to the people. The boy didn't want to be treated the way he did, nor did he want to be seen different. He returned to town with his army, although only to find his only person that he cared and loved for burned at the stake, because she had talked to him. It was a last scar that the boy could take. He swore that the world wouldn't do anything to him that he did not like. With that a dark time swept over the world. With his powers and ever-growing army, his force was unstoppable. His slaughter of thousands could not be stopped, and his craving for power could not be satisfied. On the throne he made himself he watched over the land with an iron hand, sweeping away any resistance. But nothing lasts for ever, and his throne will be taken away.