From the moment he was conjured into this plane of existence he felt something was missing. Something was lost. He searched his black heart and found it was yearning. He saw his reflection and knew it wasn't quite what he was looking for. He learned the dark arts, and all the secret words, to bring him someone to love. Yet he hadn't quite figured out the right way to say the words. He hadn't figured out the right components to the spell. He knew that he would come back and do it every single day, to bring him his love.
