Lucius Blackstone
They say all stories have a beginning, don't they? It doesn't matter if it all starts in media res, they all had to start somewhere, right? This is the story of my downfall, and it started here, in Liridale, not because of any mistake I made, but merely because this tale decided it had to exist. As a matter of fact, by the time you started hearing this story elsewhere, either by travelling storytellers, your grandfather to help you get past a sickness, or even in the form of friends trading tales over a fire, it was all over before the first syllable. Let's get one thing straight. I am the villain, the evil overlord, the Big Bad. There was no happy ending in sight for me the moment I made the first kill. But I came in knowing this was a story, and I'll see it through to the end, don't you worry none.
I'd left my lair(all good little villains and villainesses have them) that morning because I'd heard tell of one of the Fair Folk in my kingdom, and apparently, he wasn't exactly the good kind, according to the blood on his hands. Tracking him down was no issue, all the double-crossing spies under my domain were more than capable of doing so for me, and I, of course, showed those that had found him my thanks by giving them each a concubine(Hey, good spies are hard to come by these days.), then approached this pixie alone once I had found him.
"Oi." I said, leaning against one of the dead-looking trees that seemed to litter Liridale(Interesting thing one of my mad scientists learned in his studies, that is their natural look, they evolved to absorb all of their nutrients from the blood soaked into the soil, the dead-looking part is their "leaf". Their sap is also a wonder, acting as a catalyst, a resin, and medicinal herb all in one, great for fixing broken bones.) "Heard you were looking for a place to belong. Well, since I have no taste for dancing around things, I'll come right out and say it, I would love for you to come and serve under me, my domain is always expanding, and always in need of people of any sort. We'd find you your place, and then get straight to work. Is that agreeable to you?" My staff was leaning on my shoulder, ready to snap to action if he tried to attack.