Wisps of shadows coalesced in a pool of murky darkness at the base of the altar before Ruven.

Reach out and grasp my power and make it your own. Command the darkness. Dominate it, and in return, control those around you. Once my power has manifested, it can be used to devastating effect for those who can wield it.

The last few years since his first sacrifice had been productive. After he established a new altar near each site they traveled to, he offered tributes every chance he got.

Morality played no part in his indiscriminate torture and slaughter of the weak, innocent, and dark-hearted alike. Beast or a sentient being, it did not matter.

When he couldn’t find prey on his own, he would take from the slaves and prisoners his tribe had captured and offer them...

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