A lone shadow without a face dwells in the forest at the edge of nothingness. A shadow without a mask is without a face, without a soul, and without magic. He is a dead thing, rejected by his own world. The only warmth comes from the black fire that lights his home. Is it really light? Perhaps the truth lies beyond the edge of nothingness.

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