Part Two: The Altered Prophecy
Interlude Seven
Exaltoskull's Story
Exaltoskull faced the deamon who stood in front of him, the serious look on Exaltoskull's face only a masquerade of the true concentration he was in. Standing in the middle of the Forest of the Sacred Ones, Exaltoskull and the small green deamon were compltely hidden from all outsiders. Finally, Exaltoskull's face began to rest, and the concentration left him for a short period of time.
"Who are you?" asked Exaltoskull, still unsure of the true nature of the one who would soon allow him to become a Deamon Shadow. The green deamon looked at him, and ever so slightly, the skin colour changed a tone down, remaining green, but with the smallest hint of purple. And then the green was all gone, replaced by a purple deamon who stared at Exaltoskull with a look as if he weren't in the same dimension as Exaltoskull. Then came the deamon's answer.
"I am older than time itself... in fact... I created time... as well as space. Under the control of the Elite Ones, the ultimate creators of the universe, I came into being. Born from light and darkness, I was given a name and a purpose. Slowly and surely, my purpose was fulfilled. But not without consequences. After I had finished my duty, Lighteora, one of the five Elite Ones, banished me from the presence of the Elite Ones, sending me spiralling dwon to the lands and continents. And though Lighteora had wished for me to go to this world, I chose Terra Eterna as my home planet.
But soon afterwards, the Elite Ones brought forth others to inhabit my land, and I was once again banished, not only from the Elite Ones, but from my planet. I was sent here.
I am Tyranac..."
