In the dark forest, over the Archwind Mountain ranges in the Empire of Arcanum, a gelatinous existence had just emerged. The weakest race of monster, the dark slime. Born from a concentration of liquified obsidian from adverse weather conditions, the dark slime slowly forms it's gelatinous mass, a small dull obsidian magic stone acting as it's entire life supply. This humble dark slime was different from it's brethren of gelatinous monsters, it realized where it was right from it's existence. It was In a forest. Slowly shifting its body, he dark slime learned how to control it's movement... ... ...
With slow but study shiftings, the slime made it to a nearby river. The glow of the river reflected in it's crystalline white eyes.
Per the Arcanum Magical Records:
A dark slime was a small gelatinous mass, born from a concentration of obsidian mixed with atmospheric mana that cause weathering to allow it to liquify into solid-liquid suspension. This solid-liquid suspension then gains a personification, becoming an independent creature. A form of fairification.
Fairification: the process of giving an inanimate living being, an existence.
The dark slime crawled into the river, sinking into its depth. At the river bed, the waves drifted the slime along and soon after, it washed a shore. In another part of the dark forest. A glowing source of bright golden light caught the slime's attention. The dark slime followed the glow to it's source.
Laying at the base of a large oak tree, was a small girl. The girl had clear hair. No colour, no hue, no depth of hue. Only transparent strands of flowing hair, Like water. The girl was sound asleep. Soon after a distant growl, startled the dark slime.
Looking in the distance, it saw a wolf. Moving on its own. Claws long and wrenching, fangs stained with the blood of past kills and fir flowing like waves. It saw he girl and charged at it fiercely. The dark slime, acting on instinct, stood Infront of the sleeping girl. The wolf, undisturbed, pushed to the dark slime with it's claws.
The dark slime slammed against a nearby trees and exploded. Soon after, the wolf returned it's savage gaze towards the sleeping, glowing girl. However, the girl's eyes soon opened. What was supposed to be pupils were replaced with stars and galaxies, perfectly compressed into her eyelids. He girl's voice shook the very foundation of the dark forest as she spoke.
" You dare race fangs against your creator you insulent Mut!!!".
The wolf scurried away in fear. The girl, ever so glowing, hovered above ground to the exploded remains of the dark slime. With a wave of her hand, the slime reformed. It's form solidifying once more. It dark dull hue however, was changed. It hue now laced with the glow of the stars. The girl thanked the slime, rubbing it gelatinous body. She decided to name the dark slime.
" My valiant knight of the night sky. Might I gift you with a name?. It is settled then. Your name, shall be Akuma".