Lulach is the son of a wealthy nobleman from a land in which he doesn’t remember. He was born as the only son to a very powerful family. His mother and father got him everything that he needed, wanted, or thought others shouldn’t have. Obviously, as it would any child, this corrupted him. Before long, he was getting his parents to purchase him his own estates and such; he had more worth than the kings of some lands. But this meant nothing to him as it had always been there, he didn’t care about the lands and the power, he just knew he had it. Always living at home with his mother and father, he was generally happy and well liked, despite the fact that he was a rich bastard. All the other childish rich bastards in town looked up to him as a role model. At the age of sixteen, a friend of his, taken in by his family, as a worker after his own mother died disappeared one night. He called this person Sayne, a nickname he had given him… His true name was Torin Kallet, but Lulach never called him by that. Anyways, he disappeared one night, leaving no trace, however, many valuables had disappeared with him. Lulach never thought him a thief, despite the fact that every family member and friend of his were sure that he had stolen everything and left. Over time, he was forgotten, as any lost items were quickly replaced with newer, shinier ones. After another year, Lulach fell in love with a girl he met in the village, she wore rags and always smiled in a friendly way, the exact opposite of the girls of court that he was so used to. He quickly moved her and her entire family into one of his many estates and bought her everything she ever asked for. She always wanted more though, but Lulach didn’t mind. He was still a virgin when they met, but before two weeks, he was not. She introduced his feeble mind to sex and used it to consume him and control him. Before long, he was to her like his own parents were to him, serving as a middleman between her and his families wealth. One fateful day, he had an argument with her over whether or not they should buy a group of fifty horses, or seven hundred acres of cherry trees. She stormed off angry, despite the fact that he had purchased both of them for her. Later that night, in bed, he awoke to some strange noises… walking downstairs to see what the noise was, he saw both of his parents, his father tied to the chandelier by his feet upside down, internal organs dangling freely, throat slit, fingers ground down to the bone as though they had been scraped across a lot of rocks for a long time, and a large stick going through his midsection under either armpit. His mother… Tied to his father, hanging from a rope tied to his fathers neck… So that his dangling caused her to dangle and such… He entered, seeing both of them with a rope tied to their neck, both murdered and approached slowly, in disbelief, he had never seen a dead body. His mother had a sword, a katana or similar sticking through her chest. He approached it, his eyes completely blank, and pulled the sword out nonchalantly. He stared at it as blood poured down his arm, dripping from the sword. He just stared at it before he realized… They were dead. He yelled out, starting to cry, something he had only done before when he didn’t get something he wanted, and he collapsed backwards, falling down, unable to support himself. As he did so, a dagger flew at him, targeted at his head, but missing a bit, as he fell, slicing into his left upper arm. He saw the attacker run out of the front door, having missed the target. She looked poor, wearing rags, but her skin was too fine, her hair beautiful and well taken care of. She must have been pampered for sometime. He stood up quickly, wanting to pursue but his legs wouldn’t allow it. He cried out, loudly, the wound from the dagger bleeding a strange black blood. Yelling, “Don’t Leave… Noooo!.. Gisarme! I love You!” And with that, He named His sword, after His first, and last love. Shortly after, He learned to use it, and left these lands. He lived in Beware for another three years, meeting people, making friends, making enemies... And, having a peaceful life... Just recently, however, He made the mistake of falling asleep in the Castle, this was a life-changing event. Our great lord, The Lord of Demons, descended upon Him and drained all blood from His sleeping form, replacing it with Demons blood... Now, Lulach, mutated into a Demon still uses His ShadowWalker abilities along with His newfound Demon abilities..