xexorian

It is echoed throughout eternity that a lieutenant of the frozen wastes of hell found within the nether realms a crystal of unimaginable power. This power he abused and corrupted those residing in the nether, twisting their essence into something most foul. Finally unleashing his energies this demon burst forth from the nether only to find the vastness of the ether, a mystical realm filled with souls. Hungry for power, this demon fed on the magic of the souls within the ether until the ether itself turned against him. it is unsaid who or what exactly did this act, but whatever it was, it was vastly more powerful than the demon--shutting closed forever the realm of the nether from the ether--creating an impenetrable barrier between the multiverses. Finally, stripping the great demon lieutenant of all his power and coalescing his essence into that which he fed on, a lost soul. Tormented and writhing in the pain of his losses, pride ripped his soul apart and is said to be scattered into ether, residing as a small bit and piece of each of the lost souls throughout.