Dark

They called her Dark, a mysterious elf who once walked in the light before the shadows claimed her.
No one remembers the exact moment she fell.
Some say it was not battle, but a whisper only she could hear… a name that should never have been spoken.
When Vyralith was mentioned in her presence, the world seemed to tremble.
And one day… that name answered back.
A surge of ancient rage struck her like a curse from beyond time.
The wrath of Vyralith did not destroy her it consumed her, twisting her essence into something darker.

Her light shattered, replaced by a quiet, unrelenting shadow 🌑.
Yet the reason remains unknown. Why did Vyralith’s rage awaken for her?
Some believe she carried a forbidden truth…
others say she was never meant to exist at all.

Now she walks alone, a shadow among shadows and though her light is gone…