a persone one's known as Denidual webber-student of  magick art's In spellHeim( and quite successfull one) . But that's when he  began to analize purpose of life and death . In old School library in a midle 0f big fire - that was cause'd in a golem creati0n labaratory (which was one floor below library) he was trapped, trying all known spells to blast  , create, make, or dessintegrate   his way out from a death trap he was in. None of the spell's worked - that part of building was sealed from magick use (Unfortunatly  he knew that. But as they say Hope - fool's Mother) shouting out all the spells he culd remember he could not realize that one 0ff them actualy will work. Suddenly a window turned in to a dimentional door - a Poket plane opened crated by some one for some reasone , halutination from smokes or not , Denidual decide to enter it and found him Self in a room with lot's of bone's, candle's , a Desk and a bed. 0n a Desk was a journal - that was written 200 yeares ago. Most of it was written in long gone languages and ridles. breafly looking in to it denidual understood  , it was abot things he could not imagine - Rituals 0f cheating death, creating artifitial thinking life, reanimating intelectual dead, binding the death it self to a material plane . he took The book , and ran back through the dimentional door forgeting about a fire . He found him self outside a building- in a wood's neer the old willow tree . As time pased he dephened in to book's content, till his reserching was found out by the Elders 0f the school and he was dissmesed for experementing with a living subject's and other crule thing's that was againt's a policy of a respectfull and old school of magick.
Now he live's as an oucast wizard wandering around By the name - Black willow's , searching for place's and opportunitys to continue his research -"Every thing Comes to an end, Unless i Can prove its N0T"

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