As Elias Hawke stepped from the portal into this realm overflowing with mana, the doors to a whole new world of possibilities opened for him. He reached the mountains of old, so remote that the air crackled with intensities he had never felt.
Elias spent ten long, hard years learning to master mana, just as fervently as he had followed the science on Earth. His search was relentless, his experiments endless. He soon found out the secrets of rejuvenation and body reconstruction that let him go beyond age and physical limitations. His body was now but a vessel to be admired by many. He regained his youth and now his body was now a legendary body only heard of in legends across the continent.
His absorption of mana far exceeded that even of the mana heart from the legendary dragon, with tides of power sweeping through his veins and making him an unbelievable strong creature. Gaining this inestimable source of energy and power, Elias could further refine his endless martial arts up to unimaginable levels of mastery. Every move was testimony to his unbending will and unparalleled abilities.
In the mountains, he constructed a sanctuary where he could train alone, perfecting his knowledge in this mystical energy.
As he was doing his rounds after morning training , he found himself running into a large, forbidding black boulder nestled in one of the many hidden groves. The boulder pulsed with energy, an energy unlike any that previously had crossed his path. Cautiously, he approached it.
As he finally reached proximity to the boulder, he could hear the faintest of whispers urge him, through his mind, almost calling out for his attention;
"Make a contract with me,"
the whispers urged him.
"what?"(as he looks around).
"Am I imagining things."
Motivated by a mix of curiosity and determination, Elias extended an arm and laid a hand on the boulder.
In an instant, the boulder started melting, and with a liquid-like form, it fully enveloped his body in seamless fluidity. The feeling was weird, almost as if the substance itself was alive, responding to the very thoughts of his mind. He became one with the mysterious goo and named it oozy. As it enveloped him, Elias realized that it could change and adapt to his imagination. An idea came to his mind: black clothes, with a hood that would cover all over his body to such an extent that he looked like some sort of ominous figure totally engulfed in mystery. The substance did his will, coalescing into an outfit that was perfectly fitted and completely concealing. The black hood shrouded all of his face, and only his cold, piercing eyes could be seen.
With the new set of clothes, Elias felt his affinity with the shadows grow even closer. The suit not only amplified his already formidable abilities but gave him a presence that was as awe-inspiring as it was terrifying.
With redoubled energy, Elias now returned to his studies, his fascination with the mysterious substance more intense than before. He would traverse mountain chains, changing locations with silence; his talents of concealment and stealth were well developed. To all that was around him, he was no more than a ghost.
Further into research, he came to the brilliant discovery that he could walk on air, manipulate mana in ways he never thought of up until that moment. He stood one moonlit night on the mountains, wrapped in his black suit like a second skin, this realization hitting him.
With a focused thought, Elias felt his body lift off the ground, at the mercy of mana in a gentle caress. He launched into the night sky, and with the moon shining indicating a knew beginning of a mysterious event yet to come.
Deep within the heart of Eryndor (the continent) in the kingdom of Eldoria in a mountains of Obsidian Peaks lives a dragon named Drakonis Volthar who has live for 2000yrs. As the dragon opened its eyes after 200yrs of slumber he looked up on the moon and said;
"A storm is comin one that will change the balance of the world and cause chaos in the world"
(sighs)