This is where this story begins to bring out the persona of the mythical Dresmorlin Cobath that most are familiar with. The strange and curious man whose sensibilities do not align with any other. The selfish, evil heart associated with
Demon Magic.

Selene by Jarhed
“Is that all? Is my existence purely for the purpose of love?”— Dresmorlin Cobath
Dresmorlin Cobath had not understood it completely in that moment. He was still new to this world, and it took him hundreds of years of life to fully see the truth. Selene did not love him. Why would you love a being that you never intended to see live out its life? A trial run was not meant to be loved... it existed only so that those who deserved love would be safe. So that she was certain she could love all who followed it.
And in his life, there would never be anyone who loved Dresmorlin Cobath. Not his wife,
Darra Floshe Cobath, nor his child
Farro Cobath. Not the Elven people whom he helped to free in
the Holy Rebellion, for his involvement was largely a mystery. If there was ever love in his life, it was the love of his sister, Meiriris Nerifir.
But Dresmorlin Cobath had been lied to by the Goddess of Love in his very first moments. He was lied to when it came to the love of his wife, who cheated on him, and the love of his daughter, who never saw him as her father. What reason did he have then to believe in love beyond that?
Selene could not have known this in the moment of creation. Compared to other Gods, most know that Selene is rather immature and impulsive, but still, she knew she could not build Dresmorlin's life on a lie and a lie alone. So she had to give him something else. And so she gave him what would one day become the curse of the Elven people. A call to find meaning for himself.
“Why, of course not. No being exists solely for love; such a thing is only a force to carry them onwards to their lives. You were brought to life with love, but you may find meaning elsewhere in life.”— Selene
While he pondered this statement, thinking of what purpose he could possibly try to give himself in life, Selene got to work on her true goal: the real first Elf, not a prototype. He was then the only one to witness the creation of the next Elf, alongside every one that Selene made after that in those first batches.
Next was the only one of the first batch of Elves to not be made by copying any other mortal, especially not an Orc. Meiriris Nerifir was made, instead, in the image of the Goddess Selene herself.
“You shall not be alone… no good can come from solitude. If you were made from their image, let her be made in mine. Let the moon walk upon the ground, no different from the ants that she mingles with. For if she were anything beyond mortal, she would be me. That is forbidden.”— Selene
Ripping a bone from Dresmorlin (perhaps a rib, though it is not named in the story itself), Selene turned it into a body. Into Meiriris Nerifir. The immediate feeling of Selene tearing out a bone, feeling her aura engulf him, was love, but seeing Meiriris squishing into place made Dresmorlin feel disgusted instead. Still, he needed a purpose, and he hoped to find it with Meiriris.
She considered his way of speaking to be absurd, but he simply used the language imparted onto him by Selene. Still, the absurdity of his early days would carry over throughout the rest of his life, and so too would the relationship between himself and his sister, Meiriris Nerifir. Even after she died, she would haunt Cobath, but so too would he haunt the Elven royal family and its everyday citizens.

Meiriris Nerifir by Jarhed
Aftermath and Impact
The remaining group of Elves that were made after Meiriris and Dresmorlin are called Les Premiers Enfants, or the First Children, and thanks to the creation of those two helping Selene to perfect the process, a large group of Elves were made there on Lunar Lake. This group included famous names like
Narkard Tinnel,
Galgeon Lusisce, Tavzion Mossense,
Satora Molthi, and Licvan. Few were aware of the fact that Meiriris and Dresmorlin had been made before them, as this was only revealed to the First Children later on.
The Elves and Orcs would both become slaves of the
Gods Mimir and Satanael for some time after this, when Selene and Nergal were defeated, but they would go on to revolt in
the Holy Rebellion, rallying behind Meiriris Nerifir. It is said that Meiriris, learning the story from Dresmorlin, recounted it to the Elves, and used it as a reason for them to follow her. It then became her claim to the throne, when the Gods were deposed and the golden seat of
Camor Keep was open, cementing the Nerifirs as the divinely ordained rightful rulers of
Camor. For her part in the rebellion, as its face and then as Queen, along with her association with the Goddess of the Moon, Meiriris was called "the Moon Emblazoned in the Sky."
Dresmorlin Cobath was not so lucky. He preferred the shadows, but still resented how the people loved Meiriris. He had been told it was
his purpose, spreading love, but he had no experience with it, nor any inclination towards it himself. In searching for his purpose, Dresmorlin had instead found the utter meaninglessness of life. In that meaninglessness, he sought something else. No longer looking for purpose, as he believed there was no such thing, Dresmorlin believed that the only thing worthwhile in life was to derive pleasure in any way that one could. To seek entertainment, and as the years passed by, that entertainment grew more twisted.
He sought it through Meiriris at first, defying her and sowing the seeds of various revolts to get a rise out of her. Then, he fled with the first Dark Elves, continuing the behavior patterns with
Chadzar Dalarune and more, and some say he still lives, seeking entertainment in anyone he views to be worthy of him watching them. What he considers entertaining now, if he is truly alive, is so twisted that it is beyond what any mortal could even consider horrific, something eldritch and uncanny. His position, hiding in the shadows, though still illuminating the truth with his fire magic and connection to
Mimir, led to his assuming the title of "the Sun Hidden Beneath the Horizon".
This story has left the public consciousness, as the idea of Meiriris and her descendants "deserving" the throne came to be less about the original myth of her creation, and moreso about a blessing secured during the Holy Rebellion or that she was chosen in some way by the Gods. The name Dresmorlin Cobath faded away from relevance as their progenitor and became instead the name of an outcast and villain. But it is said that the connection between brother and sister, the only loving connection Dresmorlin Cobath ever felt, and the first true betrayal Meiriris experienced, still ties the two together. The greatest threat to the Nerifir Dynasty is not the
Dwarves or
Fraeton the Usurper. It is a man in the woods, lurking in the shadows, longing for the glimpse of love once shown to him by his sister, for the purpose that was stolen from him. And in turn, the greatest threat to Dresmorlin Cobath is not a group of
Vampire Hunters formed to stop him. It is the descendants of his sister, the true family he left behind, the love he was created to protect, the nation he betrayed, and everything that he has since rebuked. Fate continues to bind them together, and all other conflicts within have been caught within the net of those two, their love and hatred for each other, spanning thousands of years.
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