W ith the close of the War of Fire, the destruction of vast swaths of the aelin high culture took its toll on the proud race. Their dreams of an aelin cultural empire left in ruins, their racial effort turned collectively to re-establishing themselves throughout Avendar. Jolinn, taking pity on the aelin for their plight during His long slumber, sent the servitor-god Serachel as His emissary to the war-torn civilization. Little is known of Serachel’s nature upon His arrival to the Prime, but many aelin scholars logically assert that His ideals were not far removed from those of the Father of the Seas.
The patron gods of the aelin, Aeolis and Alia, accepted the aid of Serachel, although Aeolis in particular resented the closeness the outsider had taken with His children. Alia, the goddess of beauty, felt great sorrow at the plight of the aelin. She and Aeolis quarreled, but She ultimately convinced Him that She should join Serachel on the Prime to help rebuild the fractured empire. Although He conceded Her this, He did not take mortal form Himself, leaving Serachel and Alia to trust in one another as they experienced the mundane world. Fragmented histories depict Serachel Himself as angelic and devastatingly intelligent, quickly finding a place of honor in high society’s inner circles.
As the years wore on, Serachel and Alia enmeshed themselves more and more greatly into the intrigues of aelin life. Serachel Himself found great power, and His following blossomed rapidly. Their collective embrace of decadence became increasingly obvious, although they lauded this previously unseemly behavior as the just fruits of aelin racial superiority. What art remains of the period often depicts a masked, nude woman at Serachel’s side, who is presumably Alia. Contemporary scholars debate the nature of Serachel’s fall. Some speak of it as the corrupting influence of the aelin culture on Him; some believe that the lust born between He and Alia, and His subsequent role in Her self-destruction, darkened His soul; while others still maintain that He was always corrupt, but grew more overt along with His own self-confidence.
As the dark knowledge of the shuddeni leaked from their underground cities to the surface, Serachel’s followers secretly embraced it. By the time the War of Night had begun in full force, Serachel advocated the aelin as a people understanding and mastering the magics of Void. This, He reasoned, would preserve the aelin from another horrific tragedy such as that which befell them during the War of Fire. The dark designs of Serachel were as vast and encompassing as His shocking intellect, leaving little to chance. Having chosen many of the brightest among the aelin, it seemed inevitable that His ideology would topple the aelin beliefs of old and ensure a new and monstrous legacy.
Serachel’s political machinations were thwarted by the sudden arrival of Rystaia and the ch’taren. It is said that Aeolis, fearing for the future of Alia and His children, called upon the Lightbringer for aid. Through the magics of Spirit, Rystaia revealed Serachel to all for what He undeniably was, ultimately imprisoning Him in His Nightmare Realm for a millennium. During this long period of stasis, both His remaining followers and opponents alike sought to strike all record of Serachel’s existence from written and oral histories. Try as they might, the decadent philosophies of the Fallen could never be excised from the aelin heart. He has again returned to the global conscience of Avendar with His release by the Coven of the Shunned, and once more makes the mortal tapestry the playground of His designs.