Chapter 2: Hugoz POV in the dark heart of the castle of dispers, Hugoiza has raised his darkness. His restless look was trading the cold walls, decorated with old tapestries that portrayed scenes of pure evil. Sitting on his throne Macabrus, Hugoiz allowed his thoughts to spot for the tortuous paths of his perverse mind. He was a tall and slender man with black hair that fell in the cascade by the shoulders and penetrating eyes that reflected his headquarters. Around the neck, he wore a coach of the genus that had emerged a darkness aura, symbol of his dark pact. Hugoiz recalled the shadows of his past, when the darkness enveloped him for the first time. He longed for power, absolute domination. It was then that, for a trick of destiny, discovered an old book of Black Magic and made the covenant with the creatures of the darkness that led him to dispersed. As he watched the shampk of flame of a candle, Hugoz felt the dark energy flow through his veins. He saw himself as a trader of darkness, a being existed to perpetuate fear and pain between those who dare defit his will. As their powers grow, Hugoz plunging more and more in the unknown depths of black magic. He learned to control the shadows, manipulating them to create terrible illusions that terrified the hearts of their subjects. No secret was beyond his reach, for he could read the minds of those who approached him. But, besides all his powers, Hugo had a void within himself. He sought inexpensively hidden knowledge to fill out this gap, but nothing seemed to be enough. His desire for power and control was insatiable. While the day of the day began to disappear, Hugoz stood up the throne and walked toward an old mirror hanging on the farther wall. When heading his own reflected image, he saw the pale face and the intense look that dominated his face. "Soon, everyone will feel my presence." There will be no corner of this world where we will not hurt the name of Hugoz, "he whispered to himself, with a dark smile dancing on his lips. Hugoz knew that the thrill of heroes emerged in his way, trying to undo his tyranny in disorders. But the villain was prepared for any challenge that arisen. He left escalating a sinister laugh as he traded plans to destroy those who dare to challenge him. The battle was about to start, and Hugoz was willing to use all the necessary means to protect his kingdom of shadows. The darkness wrapped him, but he embraced her as a powerful armor, ready to silence any voice that dare to rise against him. While the night advanced, Hougho's thoughts blended with the whispers of shadows, creating a flat sinister that would destroy the heroes that dare to challenge him. In his malignant mind, he longed for the moment his village would be unsurpassed, his unquestionable power and his name feared by everyone. And so, prepared for the battle that awaited him, Hugoz dipped more fund into the darkness that consumed him. His ardily mind continued to draw strategies, eagerly waiting for the next chapter of the story he was destined to star.