Ember in the Sky

Opening Poem
A moonlight call,

a baleful cry,

all shall fall,

to the ember in the sky...

Prologue
So, you've come to hear a story?

Yes, yes, yes! I love telling! People call me the Teller! And Stories are my favorite things to tell!

You love stories too? Great! Storytelling is an art, a very special art of the art of telling! Aha, confusing, isn't it? Alas, laddie, or lassy, whichever you are, I'm going to tell you a story about a man named Alois van Merculis, who started the apocolypse-and was known as the "Ember in the Sky."

Let me guess, kid, you're going to say, "Well, Ember in the Sky is the name of the story too, isn't it?"

Yes, and boy 'o boy it's a good one!

Now, this is a tale of a man...who became a monster...

Chapter 1
As a child, young Alois was well brought up, kind, fair, but he was a rich child, spoiled slightly, and desired everything, and everything was brought to him in a silver platter, that child. As he grew older, I think it got the better of him. But let me tell you, all Alois wanted was a son to inherit his riches.

All his life, Alois gloated upon the idea of having women fall at his feet, beautiful women, and he would enslave them all. Would he achieve this goal? At a time he would.

Let me tell you now-Alois' intentions were meant to be good, but he was a twisted young man. He hung out with brutal boys like Sven Trapp, Yannal Ulfrick, and Eric Fisherman. And his worst enemy was Kramer von Frederick.