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SUMMARY: Just about Ninrev's birth. He is a character I will use later in my stories

As it happend six teen years ago, the people revolted. Nothing triggered it, it just happend... For years the townspeople had lived with daily reminders of what Megris Vernin had done to them for betraying him. Yet these warnings did not scare them into submission, it did the exact opposite and made them ever more determine to achieve their freedom. For over a decade they planned, weapons were gathered and men were recruited.

While the town seemed peaceful on the surface, down below they began their final plans for a revolt. The date wasn't set, such information could make the Lord of Chaos ready if it ever leaked out. So the townspeople just decided that when one of them started it, the rest would follow. As it happend, the members of Megris's elite guard wre coming to town to pick up the annual tribute of condemned pirsoners. This year had been unusually peaceful, and no violent crimes had been done. The elite guard would not accept this, they needed sacrifices or they would face Megrin's wrath.

The guard captain picked five people at random and ordered them rounded up. Instead of the usual compliance, the captain met his death at the tip of the sword. The rest of the group tried to flee, but the well motivated villagers eventually found them and killed them. The revolt had begun.

Megris Vernin has a connection with all of the high ranking men who serve him. Beause of this, he is able to judge the outcome of battles and possible revolts. When the captain was killed, Megris knew what had happend before the man's body hit the ground. The God's body rose in anger and fury. The entire tower shook as he let out a below of rage. He would not tolerate this!

Megris decided he would deal with this problem personally, the town had been given a warning before and that had not been sufficient. He would teach them a lesson they would nnever forget. The air around Megris began to grow dark and blacken. The very room took on the appearance not of darkness, but of a void. It was emptiness...the same thing that Megris was born from. The individual atoms that made up the Lord of Chaos dissapated and moved quickly through the air.

Within milleseconds, Megris's atoms appeared in front of the rebelling fort. Only seconds before, the townspeople had killed the remaining members of the elite guard. Megris's atoms becane to combine and within seconds he stood before them in all his dark glory. The townspeople looked up in horror as they saw the Dark God before them. Yet the spirit of revolt did not leave them, even in this most dire of circumstances, they were prepared to die for their beliefs. With a fury and rage that rivalved his own, the town's people charge the Lord of Chaos.

Megris looked down on them with an expression of pity. It was too bad that such zealots opposed him, he would of liked to use thir fury and rage on the battlefield against his opponents. Yet he had to do what he must do. Megris began to call upon the chaotic forces that madecreated him. Dark energy began to congregate around the god, and the sky was blackened by the void.