Prologue.  
These events took place many years ago, when Draconius was the ruler of Historica. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
One day, Draconius was reading the weekly guild reports, when he saw a strange black mark on his left hand.
In fear of a new plague, we quickly removed his upper clothing and walked to the mirror, to check his body for more of this strange markings.
But, when he looked in to the mirror, it wasn't his reflection, who looked back at him. A dark figure looked back at the king of Historica. Without any warning, the black creature broke out from the mirror and attacked Draconius.
After minutes of struggle, the creature finally took advantage over the king, and fataly wounded him.
While Draconius was bleed to death, the black creature started to morphing. Wings, tail and horns appeared on his body, as he run to the balconys door.
Draconius managedto crawl out to the balcony, to see what will happening to his murderer. 
The King saw, as the creature flew to east, while he was still morphing and grewing. The creature rather looked like a big black dragon, then a humanoid. The dragon turned around, and started scorching the lands of Historica, starting from the east. The High King woke up from his nightmare. He checked his body, but there wasn't any black mark on him. He realised, that was just a dream, but he felt that something dark is going to happen.
On the following weeks, the king visited every fortune teller, dreamer in his kingdom, about his dream. But, only the druids of Avalonia were able, to help the king... To be continue...