Hal'desh

Origins

Created early on in the history of the universe, Hal'desh formed from the coalescence of the chaotic energies of the Twisting Nether, just like any other demon. At first, he knew very little. He understood that he was made up of the chaos that surrounded him, and that there were others like him wandering this vast space. Already, a city had been built on a collection of rocks that floated in the Nether. The 'homeworld' of the Nathrezim, Nathezra, was not fully developed yet. Hal'desh learned magic from stronger individuals, and learned the most important rule. Do not kill another nathrezim.

He was there before the Burning Legion became what it was. Hal'desh explored countless planets, taking particular delight in twisting the inhabitants against one another. Chaos was what he loved, and he was particularly good at building it up so that it might tear down the accomplishments of those not born of the Nether. For countless ages, he built up his knowledge of magic from understanding how other races used it, and then experimenting on his own.

The Arcane was particularly powerful when he used it in the Nether, and he found particular joy in building up his own realm. He slowly gathered a following of other demons, the other native species to the Nether. Cunning, he manipulated those he deemed 'lesser races' to serve his interests. They populated his ever growing personal realm, a pocket of the Nether that only he and his minions knew of.

One moment, while he was corrupting one of the Titans' wonderfully ordered worlds, he came across something he had not experienced before. Death. He had been fighting with some mage for control of his body, and the insolent thing actually got the better hand of him in a nasty arcane trap that blew him apart. It was some time before he realized that he was back in his little pocket of the Nether, where his soul had retreated to in order to reform his body. From then, he experimented more with splitting his consciousness, and over the millennia that he lived he learned to spread himself quite far in the way of shadows, shades, and eyes.

As he explored further he ran into the titan, Sargeras, who smote one of his conscousness in the Great Dark. Banding together with other demons, Hal'desh went back for more. He did not attack the titan directly, instead vying to use the inhabitants of planets which the titan had gone to free. He loved to make the titan destroy his own creations, just as many other nathrezim did. He loved to make the mortals plea for their lives, allowing them the ability to speak while forcing them to take on Sargeras by controlling their body. He even teamed up with void creatures, enjoying the kind of chaos that they sewed on worlds.

Eventually, however, Hal'desh was imprisoned like most of the other demons.

And that was what he knew for quite some time.

At some point in the seemingly endless attacks he made on the barriers of Mardum, the titan came back and destroyed the prison world. It was then that Hal'desh knew power that he had never felt before. The corrupted power of a titan bathed in the massive fel energies of the countless demons trapped in that world. When told to join or be destroyed, Hal'desh knew right away that it would be foolish to oppose a being of such power. He watched in delight as Ulthalesh, the nathrezim that had ruled Mardum, was reaped by the scythe made by the fallen titan.

From then, Hal'desh worked with the Burning Legion to sew chaos in whatever worlds they found. He grew in rank and further in power, learning more magic from the cunning Eredar after their corruption. He had all eternity, and while he wished to advance, he saw the kind of arrogance his fellow demons embraced and saw the weakness within it.

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