The wind swirled around a heavily armoured figure atop a great hill. A sling went around his body, at the base near his hip lie a baby inside the sling. The baby was screaming and crying out of great pain and hunger. The man who has traveled far with this baby paid no attention. He was focused on one thing, casting the baby into the underworld. For the baby was born pure evil. The man, who was a king, looked out over the hills and saw the Void.
A great rift opened up the exact same time as the baby was born and the king, Archon was his name, thought that this was no coincidence.
Too lazy to post rest right now let me know what you think.
