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Spiralling into the abyss where Death itself is constantly searching for new ways to torment his victims of eternal servitude, Shezmu found himself in a place where he had not been for ages...His body had been ripped apart by the sheer magnitude of the battle with an unknown foe, one that came out of nowhere and wielded an ancient sort of magic...a kind filled with the light of good, yet evil enough to cast his blackened and twisted soul back into damnation...The world of the dead however would not be Shezmu's last resting place, for his task in the world of the living had not been completed...his realm had not been fully rebuild and his legacy of terror had still not been forgotten by the mere infidels who now roamed the lands he ruled over freely...not even Death would stop him from getting back to his beloved Carrothia...

And so the demon Shezmu went on his journey towards the forbidden portal towards the lands of the living...and as always Death folowed in his wake, this time with a slightly different agenda...keeping that dreaded demon in his realm and harnassing it's souls power for his own ascention into the land of the living...Hordes of skeletons and spectres were send out to search for Shezmu, who was nearing the portal at a rapid speed...

Within a few hours the demon had reached what he was heading for, only to find the portal had been closed down...it's eerie green glow had been purged from the area and the vortex appeared to be in a frozen state...and worst of all...hordes of undead apparently cought up with him and now blocked the only passageway Shezmu could take to escape Death's grip over his soul...

Meanwhile back on Carrothia, a young apprentice shaman was heading into the dark marsches surrounding the capitalcity Darkmoor...The once shimmering white city of the elven warlords was slowly turned into a scestpool of death and destruction by trolls and orcs over the years that Shezmu ruled the lands of Carrothia...however it was not what had happened to the city which people worried about, it was what lies beneath it's marches which worried the newly free peasantry...The young shaman however did not worry as he knew exactly what he was going to do, he was going to test his newly found knowledge which was written in a secret code all over their books of magic...accordign to the code, it's a ritual which would give him tremendous power which he would use to submit this realm under his own will...

And so the shaman went deep into the marsches to perform his ritual of empowerment, waiting for the moment the silver moon would shine it's light brightly...uncovering what he was destined to find...meanwhile Shezmu had entered the fight of his life...literally...

Death's minions we're swarming onto Shezmu as he crushed their bones over and over again in an attempt to flee the area now that he found the portal wasn't active anymore...he had to flee and hide...to find a new way of getting back to the land of the living...but most important of all...to stay alive...when suddenly a green glow appeared behind him...As he looked back, he noticed the vortex in the portal was slowly starting to move again, faster and faster whenever the green glow became stronger...Apparently someone or something was opening it...Shezmu turned around and started fighting his way back towards the portal again, crushing bones of the fallen warriors beneath his feet, evaporating spectres and skeletons alike with his own foul magic...

As the shaman was looking up into the nightly sky whilst speaking ancient words, the silver moon struck his eyes with a blinding flash...Stunned for a second the young one opened his eyes again, only to see that his sight had been altered in some weird way, more blurred and greenish...Before him two pillars stood tall, capturing the moon inbetween them...Slowly the shaman started chanting the ancient words he had uncovered from the magic books and slowly the moon seemed to start emitting a green glow and appeared to whirl a bit as he spoke more and more words...suddenly the shaman was smashed onto the ground by an explosion of green light and as he looked up, he was staring right into a swirling vortex and it appeared as if there was something comming towards him from the other side...

Pieces of bone flew by Shezmu and smashed onto his dark and scalelike body as he ran towards the newly opened portal, the power of it's reawakening had been so fierce that it cleared the path for him from the undead hordes in his way...Death itself however was unaffected by the explosion and was right behind Shezmu, waving his scythe at him, trying to stop him from escaping his grip once more...with a mighty jump, the demonlord went into the portal and exited on the other side, leaving Death once again stranded in his own twisted realm of damnation...

The young shaman was stunned as he looked at the demon on the marsch before him who had just crossed over to the realm of Carrothia and it took him a while to comprehend that he apparently had summoned a demon to do his bidding...As the demon got on his feet, the young shaman had gathered his thoughts and started commanding the demon as if he ordered a pet shadowhound around his home...the demon however simply looked at the shaman with a rather unsetteling smile on his face...a face which the elder shaman's would not even dare to look upon...

"You DARE to command ME?! you infidel?! do you not KNOW who it is you're dealing with here?! I AM SHEZMU!!! The Demonic ruler of Carrothia!!! and YOU?!...YOU! will pay for your insulance!!!" by the time Shezmu was halfway through these words...the young shaman's body had already been ripped apart by the demonlord and his blood and intestines had been smeared all over the area where once stood a man who had nothing more then a dream of great power...if only he had read the words correctly...if only he figured out it was words of warning that had been written over the ancient tomes of magic...words that warned others not to open the portal when all evil was banished from Carrothia...as it would not give you power, but unleash a power beyond the comprehension of mere mortals...it would unleash a demonlord...the worst of them all...the demon Shezmu himself...

might as well continue the story...as Shezmu still needs to reclaim his realm and such ;)