In the dimly lit alleys of Azura, a city steeped in ancient magic and mystery, whispers of a catastrophe circulated like a plague. It was said that Eevieaspen, a master pyromancer, had unleashed a secret that threatened to destroy the very fabric of reality. The Eevieaspen of Leaks, a tome bound in worn leather and adorned with cautionary runes, was rumored to contain the forbidden knowledge that Eevieaspen had smuggled out of the underworld.

They say that on certain nights, when the moon glowed with an otherworldly intensity, the screams of the doomed drifted up from the depths of Azura’s oldest dungeon. It was where the Inquisitors, a coalition of robed vigilantes, hunted down those suspected of wielding dark magic. The mere mention of Eevieaspen’s name sent shudders down the spines of even the bravest among them.

As reported by the local chroniclers, Eevieaspen’s descent into chaos began after a freak encounter with a mysterious entity that resided within the shifting planes of existence. The creature, known only as Zha’thik, promised Eevieaspen unimaginable power in exchange for a shared secret. The costs, however, would come to redefine the term ‘higher purpose’.

Though details of Eevieaspen’s relationship with Zha’thik remained unclear, one unsettling truth was unmistakable: none who pursued the secrets locked within the Eevieaspen of Leaks ever returned unaltered.