By Lathrop + Faith
"It was much like the world you used to know. Kaeman was a healer for the Mages. Kaeman met Sarah and they fell in love. Their daughter Mylah brought endless joy to Kaeman's life. That era, much akin to the story told before,
The Calamity, like in most every other world, came to be. Jythar's dragon army were at war with the Mages. Jythar's use of Fel Magic led to its final rampage. Kaeman rushed home, worried of his loved ones.
Sarah and Mylah died from the roof collapsing in. Their last moments were in a tight embrace, tears down their cheeks. He preserved their bodies with a spell, hoping to bring them back to life using the dragon's forbidden magic.
Kaeman stepped down from his position at the Mage Council to study the Dragon's Heart in secret. He established a research facility on the island corrupted with Fel magic. As the island grew more dangerous, Kaeman was given more and more space to master the forbidden arts.
He started on small creatures, gradually moving up to reviving a small corpse for a few hours. As he continued to perfect his technique, he was getting more and more confident. Eventually, he felt ready for the ultimate test.
The effects of Fel really took a toll on Kaeman's body. He knew he had to act fast. Eight years had passed since he first studied the dark arts of Fel. He wanted them to know him as the man they once knew.
In the still of the night, Kaeman brought the bodies of Sarah and Mylah to the heart of the island, where the Fel magic was at its strongest. With great care, he cast the spell he spent so long perfecting.
Using his own body as a conduit to filter the raw Fel, he channeled the dark magic into theirs, breathing new life into their lifeless forms. The process was taxing, but he refused to falter, driven by his unwavering determination.
And then, amidst the pulsating glow of the Fel, he saw movement. His loved ones stirred to life once more, and in that moment, Kaeman knew he had succeeded. His eyes closed in triumph as he ended the spell, his being filled with a newfound serenity.
His love for Sarah and Mylah was boundless, and he would not rest until they were whole once more. He would do whatever it took, regardless of how long it'd necessitate.
Time marched on, and Sarah and Mylah remained unc--
But what excited him the most was the look in their eyes. They found joy, happiness in each other's company. It seemed their moment of life returning would be ever closer.
. . .
But his life was now at an end. He tried his best to find salvation, but no one came. "Oh, Sarah. I hope I may return the same as I leave." He departed from his research laboratory, setting his course for the island's core.
It was on the trek there that he found someone new. A young man stood before him, a special mind named Sadan. "I have returned, Wither King." Kaeman was baffled by his choice of wording, for why this stranger would call him a King.
"Who are you?", Kaeman followed up. "My name is Sadan, and I serve before you." His words were unusually sincere. "Are you with the Mage Academy?"
After getting to know each other more, he learned that Sadan was a self-proclaimed Necromancer Lord. He was stopping by to see if there was any signs of a giant, one he proclaims his "ultimate corpse".
Sadan uses his necromancy to empower his life. Kaeman feels the dark energy dissipate from him. He was about to request Sadan did the same for his wife and daughter, but the necromancer looked exhausted already.
Blue smoke radiated off of Sadan as he walked away. Kaeman did not think about it much at first, but the more he focused on it, the more he could sense the Fel magic. However, he had to return home before it got light.
He came back renewed, holding Sarah and Mylah tight. He wondered about the necromancer lord, and if he could learn more from that one interaction to bring his family fully back to him. From then on, he lived happily at home with his family.
This is the conclusion, and why this new world has no Wither King."
"What's that Faith lady and weird face guy rambling about?"
"I think they're talking about our Sadan. This new world must be where he's hiding!"
