Location The Execution Grounds of Elarion Year 742 AD
Black rain fell from the crimson skies as if the heavens themselves wept blood
The crowd roared with twisted joy
At the center of the massive stone platform knelt a man with bloodied silver hair and one eye gouged out Chains thicker than a mans thigh bound his body like a captured beast His name echoed through every land—Kael Varin the Demon General the Plague of the South The Tyrant of Black Flame
Yet none in the crowd saw the truth
Your screams will be my lullaby when I return
Kaels lips curved into a broken smile His voice was hoarse tongue swollen from torture yet calm too calm
The High Inquisitor a gaunt priest adorned in golden robes raised the Holy Blade of Sealing
For crimes against the Empire—slaughter of innocents pact with the Abyss and usurpation of the Kings command—Kael Varin is hereby sentenced to annihilation of body and soul
Kaels thoughts whispered like fire through a collapsing star
Innocents You called the orphanage I protected a den of heretics You razed it You burned children and fed me lies
FLASHBACK 15 Years Ago
Kael as a young soldier Loyal Kind The brightest star of the Order of Dawn A knight who protected the weak and believed in justice
Until one day he found the truth
The Empire summoned demons
They sacrificed their own to feed power into their nobility
The Order wasnt holy
It was the first gate of Hell
He resisted
So they branded him traitor
Back in the present
The blade stabbed into Kaels chest—not killing him but erasing his soul
I curse this land I curse the bloodline of the Kings I curse all who call this Empire righteous
His voice was no longer human
The sky cracked
Lightning roared blood
The crowd screamed—yet Kaels body was already dust