Shadow Binding was a magic unlike anything the world had ever known—a dark art forged solely to inspire fear. It was an abyss of terror, a force so primal it consumed the very light around it. In the hands of Assarak Bloodstone, the world’s first wielder of dark magic, it became unstoppable. His fingers danced with shadows of power that twisted reality itself. Not a single soul could resist its grip; hope was a distant memory, swallowed by the darkness that bent to his will. There was no escape, only the suffocating dread of inevitable doom.