It started at the funeral. I felt something move inside of me. It was intangible but it was there. It's presence was there over my shoulder. It's whispers were always in my ear dark and punishing of those around me. I felt it more acutely in places of death and darkness. I happened to play magic a lot so I decided to refer to it as black mana as a reference to that. I could not of course raise the dead or take life from others. I could however banish the darkness and see in the perfect darkness. I however always kept it at a distance so as not to let it infect me not sure what more of it's presence in me could do.