A long long time ago when the Reapers where forming under the Reaper King, he chose ten Reapers from Ten races. Human, Elf, Vampire, Werewolf, Dwarf, Giant, Minotaur, Demigod, Satyr and Fairy. Each was given one scythe from one element that was crafted by ten dragons, The Shadow Scythe fell into the hands of the first Vampire Reaper. His name was Paris, and he held the incredible talent of using Parasite magic which gave him his name. The Ten Reapers fought evil each and every day, until one day Paris went on a solo mission to deal with darkness that no one knew. He arrived to the ruins to face a child with a sinister smile and clawed fingers, they fought and fought till only one stands. Paris both won and lost the battle, he won for he killed the child of shadows however he became corrupted by the darkness that he found within the ruins. It changed him physically at first turning his right hand decayed and almost skeletal, he hid it with a glove he stole from the markets after killing witnesses. He killed many innocent people, even new reapers would meet their end by his blade or his thousands of parasites. The other nine reapers tried to bring him back, however they would fail, some fell while others where turned and went insane with the darkness. The last of the Ten stood before him, once her best friend now her enemy. She readies her blade, the blade of flames as she stares into the cold lifeless eyes of Paris. Paris' physical appearance completely like a burned corpse, his nails long and sharp like talons his fangs long and sharp. With a jolt they ran to each other, scythes slashing and blocking the opponent's attacks. Paris broke his opponent's scythe rod leaving it as a blade, she grabs her broken scythe and jabs it into Paris' back and cursing him to freeze in agony and pain. Before she could finish the curse Paris clawed out her heart. She gave up her own life to end her enemy. 

A Reaper wearing a black cloak and a sword strapped to his side, along with a black captain's hat on his head goes towards the dead reaper women. He closes her eyes and puts the broken scythe onto her chest as respect for the dead, "Drakos liber sirta ika." he says to the dead body. Using strong magic he turns Paris into black dust and puts him into a jar that seals tightly with no seam, a emblem showing two crosses scythes and a single skull between the scythes forms on the top of the jar as runs wrap around the jar's body like a serpent burning into the metal trapping Paris inside. He boards his ship and heads to the Artic once more to place in another prisoner. Arriving in the artic he stabs his sword into the ice opening the gate, heading inside of the ice he turns in the icy blue halls with metal and stone floors. Arriving to one icy wall, he melts an alcove into the wall leaving a pedestal of ice. He sets the Jar onto the pedestal and does a glyph with his hands causing the ice to freeze around the pedestal and jar in place. Retreating back to his ship to create a seal of clay to help keep Paris trapped forever, the seal bearing two scythes in an X while a skull is between the two scythes. He sails carrying the seal carefully to Europe, eventually reaching Paris. With the help of other Reapers they seal the seal into a wooden beam that was part of Notre-Dame.