Karrin

Karrin is one of a small number who have happened upon a concentrated form of the dark force called Malum by the Ancients, literally the force we call Evil. Once Malum has entered a dragon, it attempts to use them to wreak havoc and to harm others, like a voice that whispers in your ear and tricks you into perceiving its words as your own thought. Some fight against this dark force and use their new powers for good. Others give in and allow this dark force to consume them, losing themselves and turning them into a walking embodiment of Evil. It is up to the dragon.

From what is known, this condition cannot be cured. Those who are afflicted live pretty normal lives considering their appearance and blindness, their new magic, and the dark voice inside their minds. They eat, sleep, and some even procreate. Children of a Maledictus inherit the magical abilities of their afflicted parent, but they do not always inherit their blindness or transparent skin. The Evil that lives inside the Maledictus does not usually transfer to offspring.

Much is left to mystery. No two Maledictus seem to gain exactly the same new magical powers or experience the presence of Malum in the same way. All are individuals and cannot be judged based on appearance.



Karrin had wandered around from clan to clan for years, trying to find someone, something, to love her. Something to want her to stay around.
She didn't ask for these powers, or her appearance, and she'd do anything to be able to see a flower again. She had been a dumb dragon before this. She just wanted to see what it would be like to hold the powers she'd seen in her parents. She didn't get anything from them, not in appearance and not in magics either. She hadn't thought it was fair!
So one day while everyone else was busy she studied and read and eventually she found the ritual that would bring her the powers her parents would have. She would call upon this darkness and harness it for herself, finally.
She shouldn't have. It was a horrible mistake, really.

She did the ritual and read the words, but nothing happened, at least nothing happened at first. But then it hit her. The cold. And then the pain and then the darkness. She didn't, still doesn't know, if she screamed and for how long but when she finally woke it was dark. So, so dark.
To be continued