One hundred years later

Thaddeus

My name was enough to send most people running, those that didn’t were fools, for they would feel my wrath. I was the king of darkness. The dark Tribrid they call me, the one that changed the world. I am a destroyer and countries have fallen by these hands. Forgiveness isn’t a part of my vocabulary. I didn’t grant forgiveness or mercy. It was best to stay on my good side. My mother thought she was protecting me, keeping my magic from me. That betrayal hurt the most.

She took a piece of me and I nearly killed her by getting it back. I knew...