Forsaken Shimmersword's Bio

Many know of the warrior/being known as Shimmersword, Paladin of Light, before he was Shimmersword however he was a much darker and crueler entity known simply as the Dark Traveler. The Dark Traveler traveled from universe to universe, harvesting the souls of every human, monster, alien, anything that had a soul was harvested by him and used to add to his power. He did this for countless milennia without mercy, without remorse, without regret. One day however as he traveled from a world he had just harvested, he thought about something he had never thought about before.....why was he still doing this? In the months he purposely took to travel to the next world, he began to think back, back to the very reason he had begun his crusade of destruction so long ago. He had once been a traveling mage, going from world to world, expanding his knowledge in the mystic arts....that was until he met a woman on a world blessed with natural beauty. He spent many years on this world, forming a relationship with the young woman and soon enough they got married and had kids.

This happiness did not last for long however....a Lich who wielded the sheer power of the aether, a powerful fifth element that's only talked of in legends by mages across the universe, came from beyond the stars came down and saw the latent power within his beloved's soul, a power that only one soul is given in all the universe, a light within her soul that when absorbed, would grant the lich true, everlasting, and total immortality. He captured his beloved as well as his children in order to create a ritual to give him true, unending, everlasting life. He fought with all his might to get to the lich, but by the time he got there the ritual was nearly complete. He was no match for the lich's magical might so in a final last ditch effort he threw himself at the lich, tackling him to the ground before finally knocking him unconcious......but it was too late...he watched in horror as the ritual completed but instead of the lich gaining power...it was destroyed. All the souls that the lich had gathered in it's lifetime along with the souls of his wife and children were all infused within him, granting him true everlasting life and magical might beyond his wildest dreams. After all was said and done, all he could do was look on in sorrow at the soulless husks of his family.

He buried them near his home and began to travel again but as he traveled he noticed all the darkness that existed across the universe, all the corruption, all the hate, all the lies. As his sorrow grew, contempt and hatred arose for all things that lived. He finally snapped on an uncharted world at the edge of his universe as he watched a dark conquerer destroy city after city. With his strength, he struck down the conquerer and his vast armies and in the process stole their souls to add to his own power. With every soul he took he dived deeper and deeper into the depths of insanity until finally as he took the soul of the conquerer himself he decided that all life deserved to be destroyed, that he would seek out all that lived and take their souls to add to his own power. The uncharted world became the first of his victims as he began to travel from world to world, performing unspeakable acts and taking the souls of all that lived upon them. Eventually this earned him the title of the Dark Traveler, a name spoken of only in whispers across the omniverse.

Even after all these countless milennia he still remembered what had transpired to turn him into what he was now clearly and yet....an unknown feeling lingered in the back of his mind....regret? sorrow? He didn't dwell on those feelings as he set down on the planet he was to claim next. He destroyed and claimed the souls of every being, hero, and monster that stood in his way until only a single family was left. He sensed the power of the only hero left on that world and so kidnapped his wife and children and held them hostage atop a sacred pyramid. He kept the hero's family in a binding spell as he waited for the hero to come...when he finally saw him walking up the pyramid steps, flashbacks began to play in his mind as he stared at the hero and his family. He saw the family he had lost in the faces of the hero's family...and he saw who he was once was within the face and heart of the hero. For the first time in countless milennia...the Dark Traveler felt regret, disgust, and anger at everything he had done over all this time. Without a word he released the hero's family and ascended into this sky.

At the amazement of the hero and his family, they watched as the Dark Traveler did the first truly good thing he had done, A giant rune appeared around him in the sky as he performed an ancient ritual which not only ripped the souls of all those he had taken upon that planet but restored them to life as well....before the hero and his family knew what had happened, he was gone. He found himself in another universe entirely, deep within a desert on an uncharted world. Immeasurably weakened by the spell he had just cast....he began to feel true regret and cried for the first time since he had lost his family so long ago. As he laid upon the deserts sands, drowned in his own sorrow. An unknown figure came and put their hand upon his shoulder, he turned around to find a priest of a race he did not recognize, insectile yet human-like in nature dressed in a pure white garb with a warm and inviting smile upon his face. The priest spoke to him in a gentle, kind, yet firm voice "It seems I have found another lost soul upon the desert sands of my home, your dark garb and the power I feel from you betray what you are.....yet I would like to ask you something." The priest then hold out his hand to the Dark Traveler, a gesture of kindness, forgiveness, and friendship. "Would you be willing to follow me? I cannot promise that you will be forgiven for your crimes, but the Holy Light will forgive those who find the strength within them to seek to better and forgive themselves." Unusually moved by the priest's words he took his hand and was lead to a church, in a small town within the desert.

The town was just like any other small town but instead of seeing them as insects, ironic since the townsfolk themselves were of the same race as the priest that had lead him here, he began to see all the little things they did as they went about their day. Children playing in the street, merchants peddling their wares, soldiers training to defend their homes from any threat. At the center of the town, the priest and the Traveler finally entered a large church, at the back of the church, high upon the wall was a window depicting an immense white dragon surrounded by light. As the Traveler stared at the window with a blank expression, the priest turned to him and said. "I am a priest of the Holy Light, they have guided me to you, a truly lost soul in your time of need but I cannot do anything unless you choose to be the one to better yourself and to forgive yourself. Are you willing to go down this truly difficult path?" For the first time in his endless life since he had lost his family, the traveler smiled a genuine smile full of kindness as he nodded and he shook the priest's hand.

Over the years that followed, the traveler changed entirely, although he could never purge the darkness from his soul he made a valiant and determined effort to change who he was and although he never truly forgave himself for what he did he became the kind, caring, and courageous man he once was so long ago, he dutifully followed the tenants of the holy light and although he ended up being disliked by many of the youth for stopping their attempts at pre-marital sex, he was a truly caring and generous priest. The moment that would change his life however, would come many years later, near the end of the priest who had taken him in many years ago's life. As the priest lay dying upon his bed, he turned to the Traveler and said. "The Holy Light has given me a final vision at the end of my life...." with a cough and a heave he continued. "They told me to give unto you a quest, they said "The Traveler must return to where it all began and only there will they finally be given their true salvation..." Traveler....you have changed so much over these years and I consider you a dear friend...for my final request...I wish for you to take my soul so that I may always stand by you." The Traveler nodded as upon his final breath he took the priest's soul and added it to his own, filled with determination from the feeling of his friend standing beside him even in death he began his quest, knowing in his heart where he had to go.

Over the years it took him to reach his destination, he spoke with the countless souls within him in the hopes that he could get them to forgive him for all the horrible things he had done. Many outright refused to but many of the heroes, priests, and valiant souls who had been taken by him noticed the light that was now in his own soul, that he had truly changed for the better and over time many of the souls within him came to forgive him and willingly give him their power. At the end of his long quest, he stood on the world that had once been his home with his family so long ago and walked up the now decayed steps of the pyramid his family had been sacrificed on. At the top of the pyramid a great light descended from the sky and took the form of a massive dragon that not even the traveler could fully see the size of. The great beast spoke to him in an old and ancient voice that betrayed the vast amount of power it had. "I have seen your progress in changing young one and wish to offer you...a reward for your efforts. I wish for you to become my personal paladin and carry out my will. You will forever be hailed as a hero and receive glory beyond your imagination." He gave the Holy Light a wide smiled and accepted their offer. The Holy Light then cast a rune upon the Traveler, purifying all of the souls within him and purging the darkness that had once been within him, he screamed as this took place feeling as though he would be ripped apart to his very core, little did he know however that in the process The Holy Light created an ancient seal that would suppress his vast and immeasurable power as well.

As he stood back up a blade made of a fusion of pure soul energy and holy energy formed in his hand. The holy light said in it's ancient voice "You are no longer the Dark Traveler, you are my champion Shimmersword, Paladin of Light, now come...I will teach you how to wield your soul energies in order to serve my will." For the next few thousand years Shimmersword trained with the Holy Light, becoming proficient in summoning his new blade as well as in a large amount of healing, holy, and aether magics. At the end of it all they even taught Shimmersword how to tap into the very plane from which aether originates in order to temporarily grant himself infinite magical power for a short time. At the end of his training The Holy Light looked on in pride as he presented Shimmersword with a final gift, a suit of armor able to resist all forms of dark magic. "Now Shimmersword, go forth and spread my will, purge the wicked wherever you see them and spread the word of my love to all!"

Shimmersword then began his legacy, becoming famous for destroying dark entities wherever they were (and stopping young couples from having pre-marital sex as always.) He spread the word of the holy light and became the most revered and celebrated warrior within their ranks, even within the Holy Light's personal circle of servants. In his endless quest however, he came upon a town of human-like apes on a forested planet within one of the holy light's many universes where they had influence who appeared to be....morally grey in shimmersword's terms. Although they did things the holy light considered wicked, he decided to take it upon himself to go and help this town change it's ways. Although he wasn't all that successful, he came to love the town and helped them defend themselves from the many monsters that inhabited their world and in time the people of this town came to consider him as one of their own despite his different appearance. He came to know and befriend every single person in that town and soon the town became his permanent home when he wasn't away fulfilling the holy light's will.

Despite the fact that many in the town continued their wicked ways and didn't worship the holy light (Despite shimmersword's efforts), he came to realize that despite this they were all genuinely good people who were only doing what they could to survive on their harsh world, although he still helped keep the criminals to a minimum with the town. However...again his happiness would come to an end as one day he returned to find his new home under siege...from other servants of the holy light, he rushed to their leader, a high-ranking armored angel he had known for over a thousand years why they were attacking the town. "This town has been judged wicked by the Holy Light and due to you taking your time purging the wicked, we have been called to step in and perform your job for you." Without thinking he rushed to the aid of the villagers, summoning his holy blade as he cut down every one of the divine warriors the holy light had sent there and at the end of it all he faced their leader. He yelled out, his voice a mixture of anger and confusion "Why would the Holy Light do this!? These are good and kind people who are just trying to do what they can to survive!" The armored angel retorted "Despite you being here they have not given up their wicked ways and repented before the Holy Light, so therefore they will be purged like the wicked scum they are!!"

Their clash lasted for many hours, his armor barely holding up against the power the armored angel commanded, at the end of it all he struck the commander down with his holy blade and as he did so...the light that once suffused his armor grew dim and his armor fell apart around his body. He watched, still clutching his holy blade as the massive white dragon he knew as the one he worshiped appeared before him and said with it's ancient voice full of sorrow and anger "Why have you stopped my will Shimmersword? You know these people are wicked and refuse to accept my love." Shimmersword yelled in a firm and unyielding tone "These people are not wicked! They are good and kind people who have been nothing but accepting to me! I will not allow you to purge them from this world!" The great white dragon diety huffed as their voice rumbled with anger "Then I will simply take the power I have given to you and strip you of your post." Shimmersword screamed as he felt a large majorit of his power and the souls he had be ripped away from him....yet unknown to the diety, what they had done was rip away all of the dark and evil souls that had refused to ever forgive or stand beside him and as the power that those souls had given him was ripped away, so did the seal upon his power weaken, as it had been made to seal a being of much greater power than he had become now.

His screams echoed through the town before he finally collapsed to the ground, the holy light gazing across the other inhabitants as their voiced boomed across the town. "You will now all be purged by my hand! Consider this a mercy that only a true diety can provide!" Holy light pooled in their mouth as they prepared to cleanse the town. As the townsfolked held their loved ones close, they unleashed their attack a huge blast of holy energy seemingly engulfing the town. When they finally closed their mouth, a huge cloud of smoke engulfed the scene. "A shame Shimmersword, you were always my favorite." As they readied themselves to return to their realm, their eyes widened as the smoke cleared.....a huge barrier, fueled by pure aether and soul magic had covered the town, protecting it from harm. The Holy Light looked down and saw shimmersword still standing, their now soul-fueled blade still in their hand and tapping into the plane of aether. As the connection to the plane was severed the barrier fell as shimmersword stood before his former diety. "So you managed to survive my attack and retain some of your power...but that power is nothing compared to the might of a Diety!!" They roared as they lunged at Shimmersword, although knowing that doing this might kill them, they reconnected to the aether once more and using all their power...struck at the diety with an immense aether and soul-fueled slash. The diety roared as they were cut across their body, collapsing to the ground as shimmersword's connection faded once more, causing them to fall to the ground as well.

As the diety lay dissolving, their essence being returned to their own plane, they spoke with a voice filled with malice and disdain. "I forsake you shimmersword, you are no longer welcome within my realms again and I will make sure you are hunted for the rest of your eternal life." As the diety finally returned to their plane, shimmersword laid emotionless on the ground as the townsfolk surrounded him, taking him to the nearby clinic. Over the next few months, he recovered and was hailed as a hero across the entire planet. The townsfolk thanked him for what he had done and threw a feast in his honor. Despite what shimmersword had accomplished...he was unhappy...he felt empty. During the feast he made an announcement, he was going to leave this world to find new purpose in his life again but promised that he would return from time to time to check up on the town he had come to know and love. Now he travels across all the omniverse, looking for a new purpose in life and hoping to find meaning like he had when he served The Holy Light once more.