n the days
that the man who was Unnamed was still lived
among mortals, that there was a conflict between an Easterner and He.
Red and Black struggled mightily. With a powerful thrust, the redman
excavated the Eye of the other. The Eye was flung across the room and
forgotten, understandably so, as the fight was proceeding with
vehemence. In time, the Eye was removed by a near-sighted servant,
who mistook it for a simple ball of dust, and it was thrown out with
the trash.
Scavengers of all types were picking at the dust heap, and one came across the Eye. Seeing what he supposed was his dinner, the carrion-eater flew far away with the Eye to rend it in peace. It was not to be, for as the bird flew with his prize, he fell prey to a raptor who made quick work of the scavenger. The Eye fell as the raptor struck, and landed in a river, where it was swallowed by a fish.
The fish was caught by a villager and brought home as supper for his family. Each of his children recieved a fish, while both he and his wife took two. The youngest daughter, a child by the name of Cairtha, which means "destiny" in the language of demons, opened her fish to eat and discovered the Eye within. Her parents, being pious people, took it as an omen that the Unnamed would resume his rightful place on his throne soon. They told her that she had been chosen for greatness and to serve the Dark. She agreed in a slightly condescending manner, for she was an obedient but skeptical child.
She kept the Eye with her always, at her parents' insistance, in a pouch she wore around her neck. As the days passes, the Lord Below returned and Cairtha began having strange dreams. In the dream, she saw herself preaching to the populace in some strange city. When she awoke, she looked inside her bag and found that the Eye was glowing as hers had in the dream. Cairtha knew that the dream has been a command from her god, so without hesitation, she found her father's gutting knife and cut out her own eye. Then, she placed the Eye of the Unnamed into the socket. It attached itself and felt exactly as her old eye did, except that she could not see though it. She did not expect to be able to, for she knew that the Lord of Death was looking through His lost Eye to see the doings of His subjects.
Cairtha had more dreams, and she became a prophet. She traveled widely, telling of the wishes of the Dark One and being a vessel of His sight. She walks yet, seaking to ease the way of spirits Down to their rightful place, and readying the world for her Lord's final triumph, Armegeddon.
So it was, that Cairtha traded eyes with a God to become a prophet and the Unnamed regained what He had lost.