Hand of Evil
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Hand of Evil
by Shantel Moon
In an age before time, in a time before dawn awareness came into being. From awareness grew the gods that gave birth to existence. Existence split into a multitude of planes fed from the power of the Gods which claimed and ruled over them from their great thrones.
A time came of conflict between the gods and war broke out. The great powers released in the wars that followed reverberated through time and split the essence of awareness in two, chaos and order. These forces showered the planes of existence and created a child, balance. The Gods ungoverned by balance suddenly found themselves exiled from the planes now controlled by these energies and thus were forced to carry on their battles from a distance. Some set their thrones in places such as the heavens, the ethereal, the abyss and oblivion.
The backwash of these latent powers from the Great Wars gave birth to Minions within the forces of chaos and order. The minions were influenced by the power from which they were formed, thus did the heavens grow lighter and the depths darker. Thus did their minions go forth and continue a war in the name of their parent powers.
In an age forgotten the Dark One rebelled against this exile and reviled that which stood between the forces of light and darkness and a final Armageddon. He sought to rule over more than the plains that were formed from his force; he sought to rule all. He foresaw a time and an age when the gods of light would become unwary and less guarded, a time when he could effect balance and use the planes of existence as a stairway to gain the heavens and quench the light with darkness forever. Thus did he begin to plot and plan from his throne in the depths of the ebon abyss.
It is said the fires of the abyss did come alive in that age. Fires of intense heat so hot the earth itself cracked and shuddered as fingers of flame shot toward the heavens in mockery. The Dark One put abyssal forges to work to create that which would be his gateway, his key, his weapon to achieve his evil aim. Items forged from the rarest ore of the abyss then engorged with power and the darkest of enchantments as he lay his hand upon each, the hand of evil.
Unto carefully chosen minions were they given residing in the deepest depths of dungeons in the planes above giving them power to rule and corrupt in their upper caverns. Ages passed and the items did take their toll even upon the vilest of minions for the items did seek new hands whenever they sensed a greater power and deeper depth of evil born unto a heart.
Ages came and went and it was believed when the great cataclysm of the shattering of the gem of immortality occurred these items became lost and faded from knowledge. Sleep they shall until the day their Master awakens them or the enchantment which lays upon them once more becames aware of an evil powerful enough to draw them and possess them.
It is fore told the Hand of Evil shall awaken and the artifacts shall seek each other until the day falls they shall be whole again. Then shall they summon their creator through the possessor in a wave of dark power that will touch the smallest of life. The gateway will be opened and the essence of the Dark One will be brought forth. In a final bloodbath of ritual war will the Evil One be given form within the boundaries of order and chaos through the Hand of Evil, bringing him closer to the heavens and the light he would see extinguished forever.