A long, long time ago in a kingdom far, far away there was a great war between Earth and Hell. A mighty black dragon named Wicked rose and won the battle for Hell. He was a demonic dragon, born in the lust pits and was raised by Satin himself. After he concurred Earth, he took a younger, female black dragon for his bride. Her name was Dezire. She was a beautiful midnight black with neon green flame patterns all over her body.
Wicked and his bride, Dezire ruled over the land with an iron claw and an evil mind. The humans became slaves and the ones that rebelled where killed and fed to the Hounds of Hell. Only a select few witches and wizards followed the dragons, they where very devoted to keeping on their. Everyone feared the too dragons except the black knight. He was thought to be evil but proved himself just as good and pure hearted as any noble knight.
With the dragons slain, their few but devoted followers rebelled against the black knight. They took the bodies of the defeated dragons into the deepest darkest woods and extracted the souls of each one. The soul of both dragons where not to be separated, for if they where they would find each other again and rise to rule mankind once more.
Their souls where locked into a sacred stone. The wizards and witches carved an enchantment on this stone for each of their souls. This was incase the stone was broken in half; their souls would not be harmed in any way. Who ever speaks these words shall sacrifice their own souls so Wicked and his Dezire can live again.