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🔮🖤Unveiling the Power within the Shadows: The Council of the Prophesied 🔮🖤

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Relation to me: Former friends, Enemies

Goal: Create a world that responds only to them. Change the fates of all that seek them for answers as a way of making their own future better.

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The Council was a group of five prophetic mages from the Dark Realm.

They were not well known by those that may have been seen having having higher power or riches. However, when it came to the common folk, they thought themselves Gods.


They would share their power of prophecy to all who sought them out. Giving people guidance or messages from those they've lost.


What made them so powerful was not only their level in prophecy but also the trust people had in them.


None of the council knew each other's true identities. They always remained cloaked and wore animal masks to hide their faces.

Raven

Bear

Hare

Wolf

Fox


From what I can remember the animals had nothing to do with rank. I cannot recall if there even was a ranking system at all.


The council had been fine for a long time. Not caring about having power in the way government type of way, only bettering people who needed and activley sought out betterment.


But something changed. I am unsure what it was.


It had changed the council. What they belived in and wanted. More power. A better place for themselves despite already living quite well individually with what they had. At least I thought so. Whatever they wanted to become I disagreed with it. I was the fox and had thought of the council as family until they changed their ways.


I told them I wanted nothing to do with them. 


*Here is where the events may be out of order. It's unclear if I went into hiding first and then was found, ot if I had the ritual done first and then afterwards went into hiding. I'm sorry.*

They told me they understood and told me that for me to step away from the, there would have to be a ritual.

It was a mistake to trust them.


What they did to me was truly evil. Taking away my autonomy and forcing me to be what they wanted.

Just like them.

And for a while I was.


No one knew that the council was any different. The only thing we did differently was lie to those that came to us. Changing their fates. Whether it was for better or worse the longterm outcomes would activley benefit us and not them.


Quickly, some chaos among the common folk began. Orginizations formed. It was a mess.


I hated it deep down. But I was under strong magic. Even my own magic changed, unbenownst to many, as the look of some of my magic had no reason to be seen. What once was smoke became black goo in my hands.


Eventually, the councilhad to teporarilly disband as to not create suspicions at who was responsible for the chaos. Not any even thought it to be us. Many people blaming each other. But there were conspiracists that had put us on a board of suspects. 


I had time to myself upon the disbanding. I spent a lot of it in my own home, in the forests, in my own writings.


At some point something reawakened.

My morals.

Myself.


It was then that I went into hiding. In fear that the council would find me now that I had returned to myself.


And for a while I was safe. I even took it upon myself to reach out to thsoe whom we've lied to. Not in person. Not that they would even notice me in my fox form.


I delivered letters, informing them of the council and their fates before the council's intrusions.


I helped some of the people. As many as I could manage.


But the council found me.

At least one of them did. Or perhaps just one came to speak woth me.


The discussion was not long. The battle was longer. But my death. That was tbe quickest.


I lost. I had lost consciousness and when I regained it I was back under that spell.


I could see myself, my body, being animated. But it was not with a soul. I was the soul. Extracted from me... I do not remember what happend to me, my soul, after that. But whatever happened landed me here.


If the council remains in the Dark Realm I do not know. If they are watching over me here, I also do not know.

It is unclear if it was them that banished me to this realm or if they had help from another with greater power.


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