You are the Lord of Darkness. Neither your appearance nor your history is known to anyone, rumors describe you as a fearsome creature with scales and fangs.

Irruviel is the young second son of the Emperor of Light...

Hawks, squatting, wiped the bloody knife on the dead man's once-white, now blood-soaked office shirt, at his feet and turned toward the faint rustling sound picked up by one of his scattered small feathers.