The moon hung low in the inky sky, casting an ethereal glow over the sprawling Valley Kingdom. Fang, a young man with raven-black hair and piercing purple eyes, stood alone in the quiet courtyard. He clutched a mysterious piece of cloth in his hand, its dark energy pulsating with an unsettling intensity. Little did Fang know that the innocuous-looking artifact harboured a malevolent force – dark magic.
As Fang examined the cloth, a strange compulsion took hold of him. Without understanding why, he pressed the material against his chest. In an instant, the dark magic surged through him, intertwining with his own innate power. Fang's eyes glowed an ominous shade, signaling the awakening of newfound strength.