Elemental chaos

Silas, a man shrouded in enigma, was a fixture within the noble household. A silent observer of the grand tapestry of the noble family he served. His childhood was a harsh one, marked by endless toil and meagre rations. The grand halls, filled with laughter and opulence, were a world away from his own. Yet, a flicker of ambition burned within him, a desire to rise above his station, to taste the sweetness of power and privilege.
His demeanour was often inscrutable, a mask of calm concealing a tempestuous soul. He was a master of manipulation, a puppet master pulling the strings of fate.
His obsession with the young heir, Tim, was a dark secret, a twisted desire that consumed him. He saw in the boy a reflection of his own unfulfilled ambitions, a vessel through which he could vicariously experience power and privilege.
Silas had cultivated a facade of loyalty and devotion over the years. He had subtly manipulated Tim, the heir, whispering doubts and sowing seeds of insecurity. He had guided the young heir's choices, steering him towards decisions that would benefit Silas's own agenda.
Tim, under Silas's influence, had grown arrogant and self-centered, a mere puppet dancing to Silas's tune. The once bright and promising young man had been reduced to a shadow of his former self.
Axel, the paralyzed boy, was a constant irritant to Silas. He saw the boy as a blight on the perfect image of the household he had so carefully constructed and desired. The attention and resources (although meagre) diverted towards Axel were a constant source of frustration. He resented the boy's existence, viewing him as a blemish on the tapestry of his carefully crafted world. Born from a twisted idea that he would control the Blair household via Tim. 
Silas often lingered near Axel's room, watching him with a mix of pity and malice. He would whisper dark secrets and weave tales of shadows and despair. He would subtly encourage the other servants to neglect the boy, to treat him with indifference, even cruelty.
Axel's vulnerability and his helplessness ignited a strange fascination within Silas. A twisted empathy, perhaps, or a darker, more sinister motive. Silas began to take a perverse interest in the boy, a fascination that bordered on obsession.
Silas's true intentions remained hidden, a mystery shrouded by desire and something nefarious. Was he seeking to alleviate his own suffering through the suffering of others? Or was he driven by a darker, more sinister purpose? Only he knew the answer, and he kept it locked deep within his troubled mind.

He had long been the puppet master, pulling the strings of the household, his malevolent influence extending to every corner. The Blair family, blinded by their wealth and status, remained oblivious to his machinations.

He viewed Axel as a useless burden, a stain on the family's pristine image. Silas had relished in the boy's suffering, taking pleasure in his weakness. He had ensured that Axel was isolated, neglected, and treated with disdain.

But soon things were going to change and Silas would face his life's biggest adversary in the form of a 9 years old crippled boy whom he despised to such a degree. An adversary against whom he would have to use everything at his disposal even the Artifact that he had kept a secret from the eyes of everyone at the Household.