Something Bolas Doesn't Know? (Part 1)

"Ulgrotha is a terrible place father, where is mother," A young Baron Sengir asked his father, his father replied in a cold unforgiving tone of voice that made him sound of a devil...although devils aren't as evil, "What did I tell you about saying that word!" Baron's father quieted his tone, "There are many things your unaware of...now run along and play but, like always, say nothing of me", Baron's brow furrowed with rage and sadness, then loosened, he sighed, "Yes father." he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Baron's father sat down in a leather chair, and began to smoke his pipe, puffing smoke rings, "If only he knew," Baron's father, who's name is Brand, picked up a book entitled 'Planeswalker's Guide to the Multiverse' he opened to a page entitled 'The Spark' he read through the chapter, which he had read tens of thousands of times before, he then placed the book back in it's shelf. he sighed deeply and stood, 'I must go do this now' he thought to himself, disappearing in a flash of black. He emerged at the Floating Isle, where a small school was for the "gifted", which was just another term for ones who were gifted spell casters. For the past month or two he had been visiting a very special mage named Feroz, who was...unique. He was the only mage there who detested summoning, so for these months he had been secretly teaching him other means of fighting. Today was the day he wiped the memory of himself from the young mage's mind. At this point Feroz was only as old as young Baron, he saw a chance and was, for once, not taking it. He instead realized that his decision to teach this young mind was an idiotic one at best. So instead of just wiping the memory of himself, he decided to wipe the memory of the stronger techniques he had taught him. He crept into the boys house, quieter than the smallest bat, and simply uttered, "Grick Tumak" two words of an ancient, long lost magic, a simple, well simple to Brand, memory erase spell. He floated quietly out, and then was caught, by some freak accident. A town crier saw Brand, who then talked to an archer of the gate about it, both in which dies by the plague at that very second, their bodies fell onto a pile of misc items and a stable boy was sent to clean it, and the stable boy saw Brand. Brand turned to face the stable boy and uttered, "Kiv Tarkon" a very difficult spell of black magic that made the boys head explode. The words have no specific meanings, they just do what they do, simple as that, Brand realized then and there that there was a reason a tree dies in the winter, it was told to...and that's how these spells work, they were told that they do these things, so, they do. He then disappeared, only leaving the headless corpse of a stable boy in his wake. This would be the first of many of the twisted deeds he would have committed...publicly