He was born in a small village, nestled high in a plentiful valley. The small town was isolated from the outside world. There was little of value in the town for trade, so merchants rarely stopped over. He was a fairly normal child, as loud and mischievous as the rest... At first that is... When he grew into adolescence he strayed from his former friends, spending his hours reading stories of old. Of wizards and warlocks, deadly knights and double-crossing thieves. Things that had no basis in his small reality.. it was all fantasy to all but him. He was treated like any other however, for a while at least.
His increasing cynicism and hatefulness began to frighten his parents, as well as those around him. Soon he was completely an outcast.. but he did not care. He was at home with his literature. However.. Bullies were another matter, they found him to be the perfect person to pick on. Until one fateful day... he was interrupted in a very intriguing read.
One of the schoolyard brutes had snuck into the library for the sole purpose of harassing the poor boy. Now, normally the fool would have been ignored. But this was a book new to the library. Unread by any in that pitiful little town. This was no storybook, no flights of fancy... it was a spell book. Without looking up from the tattered papers he uttered a silent curse and the foolish brute became as stone. Young Darkwulf.. continued reading.
He was exiled from the town a mere hour later, with no time to pack up survival gear. But that suited him fine, he needed nothing more from the insignificant town anyhow.A few days later he returned and burned the village to the ground.
Soon began his mad search for power. Eventually he had taken control of a kingdom of villains and scum.. all ready to follow his every whim. The power was not enough for him however.. he soon began attacking and usurping kingdoms throughout the world.
One day one of the queens rode her way to his keep and fought him in a duel, the terms being his loss would mean him vowing not to attack her kingdom. She lost, of course.. but the woman's spirit touched his tainted heart and he left her precious Camelot alone. Not long afterwards his kingdom fell into ruin.. or so he says.
He began a new life shortly after. He fell for a very dangerous woman who.. turned out to be a demon. She left him not long after transforming him into a demon, for he grew too distant even for her. Later.. after many troubling months.. he was tossed into the void by the same queen he fought years ago. There he made a deal with death himself, who gave the power of collecting souls to Darkwulf.. and sent him back to plague the lands. Soon he fell into the rythem of helping.. then hurting that queen of Camelot.. of precious.. and dear Camelot... A place he loved the loathe... a place he dreams of destroying one day..