- My Story Is...
Name: Kyrell Giese
Nickname: Ky, Kyr, Relly
Titles: King of the Witches, Concept of Fate, Creator of Mermaids.
Home World: Asmiara
Home Land: Estyrar
Accent Sounds like: Russian
Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Blue
Born during the dark ages of the witches, Kyrell came into this world just ten minutes before his sister. Their births was cause for extreme joy for their parents. They had been trying for countless years to have a child, and now they had two. It quickly became clear that they were not what their parents had hoped for. Both, Kyrell and his twin sister showed signs from an extremely young age that they were very gifted with magic–some might even say they were magical prodigies.
If they had been born to parents higher ranking within the clan then they might have been overjoyed at just how talented their children appeared to be. But, as it were their parents were from one of the lesser houses of the Giese clan and feared how the higher members of the clan would react to their children talents. These higher members might think that they were trying to upturn the status quo. They might even wonder how those as unremarkable as Kyrell’s parents had children as gifted as Kyrell and his sister. Kyrell and his sister had to be the result of an outside influence.
It was a thought that plagued their father’s mind. He believed that either his children weren’t actually his, or his wife wasn’t as for sticking with the status quo as she liked to pretend. However, one thing was clear–aside from their parents–no one could find out just how talented they were. Kyrell’s parents tried everything they could think of to suppress Kyrell’s and his sister’s power, but nothing seemed to work.
Then one day, their father got a brilliant plan, or so he thought. He noticed that their powers work better together than apart, and believed that if one of them died that the other’s powers would decrease a great deal. Hell, he figured that with one of them dead that the living one powers would decrease so much that he would be considered remarkable in comparison. And he knew exactly how he could ensure that at least one of them would meet an untimely end. There were woods not too far away that were controlled by a pack wolves–lycan or werewolves. Exactly what they were didn’t matter to Kyrell’s father. The only thing that matter was their reputation of extremely blood thirsty killers that attacked anything that isn’t of their pack they find within their territory.
He took his seven years old children and ‘lost’ them in those woods. He hoped that by time he went ‘searching’ for them that the wolves would have taken care of at least one. It did not take long for their father’s wish to be granted. The wolves within the woods caught the scent of Kyrell and his sister right away, and moved in to prove that the stories about them were true. It did not matter that the ones they decided to attack were mere children.They showed them no mercy.
Kyrell tried to protect his sister, but it was all in vain. The exact moment of his sister’s death is carved into his memories. It happened so suddenly. They were running after managing to escape from the wolves, trying to find their way out of the woods when Kyrell suddenly tripped over a raised root of a tree. His sister had not noticed, and by he time he pushed himself from the ground it was too late–one of the wolves have found her. It wasn’t no time grabbing her inside it’s mouth and closing its teeth down upon her body with a sickening crunch before tossing her body like a rag doll into a nearby tree.
By the time this happened, the other wolves had arrived and they circled around Kyrell in order to kill him just as they did his sister, but they would find that they would try to bite off more than they could chew. As soon as they lunged at him, Kyrell lashed out with his powers and killed a large percentage of the wolves that surrounded him. The ones that managed to escape death took off running. They did not wish to press their luck.
Kyrell was tempted to run after them, and ensure that every last one of them died, but than he saw his sister laying upon the ground and his thoughts turned from her murderers to her. He rushed to her side. There was a part of him that knew she was dead, but he was unwilling to accept it. He begged and pleaded with her to get up, and his powers that had just lashed out to kill many of the wolves that had tried attacked him just moments before responded to his pleas and rose her from the grave. He was overjoyed–expect it was not a perfect resuscitation. Her soul had not been restored to her body. She was nothing more than a walking corpse.
When his father eventually returned with other members of the clan, Kyrell could be seen playing with his twin. At first, it appeared that his plan had failed, but it quickly became clear that it had failed in a completely different way. His daughter was clearly dead, but his son’s talents were there for several of the higher members–including the clan leader–to see. He had brought them there under the pretense of needing help to find his children and witnessing his grief when he found at least one of them dead.
However, these higher members did not react to Kyrell’s abilities in the manner that his parents had feared. The clan leader even made them an offer they couldn’t refuse–even if they wished. He decided to adopt Kyrell. He, of course, would never inherit the clan. The clan leader already had an heir, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t help Kyrell learn how to use his power. Beside, someone with his level of abilities belonged among the higher members of the clan. He would not see his parents for many years.
Life among the head family of the clan was no different than life had been inside his own home. The only difference was instead of being discouraged from using his powers he was encouraged. However, like his own birth family the one being that helped his loneliness was his own twin sister. He would often be found playing with her–games of tags or other games they had played when she had been alive. It was probably this that helped isolate him more. There was something about walking corpses–or it should be said something about walking corpses not being used against the enemy–that unnerved even the Giese clan.
For several years they tried to encourage him to put her down, but it eventually became clear that the only way he was going to let her go was to do it themselves. Several of them did just that, burning her body until nothing of her remained. This sent Kyrell into a rage, who vowed vengeance against all those responsible for destroying her. It was a promise that everyone thought was coming from a grief stricken child, who finally had to face a death he should have years ago.
The attack within the woods came rushing back when he reached puberty. The wolves that had attacked him and his sister were the sort that if one survived the attack and had not reached puberty would not know if they had been successfully inflected or not until they did reach puberty. It appeared that Kyrell had been. He tried to fight it, but each day fighting the change became harder and harder until it seemed that he would lose the battle. It was here that the wolves that had attacked him that day appeared. They had come to take their newest pack member within their fold.
Kyrell refused to go with them. He refused to be one of those filthy creatures–a fact that amused both the wolves and the witches. Both species agreed that if an infection was successful that nothing could be done to change it. He was becoming one of them, whether he liked it or not. When they told Kyrell this he just looked at them and said “Magic is your will thrust upon the universe, and if your will is stronger than the will of the thing you wish to change, influence, or move then it has no choice but to bend to it. And by my will, I refuse to become a mangy mutt.”
With those words uttered, Kyrell successfully did what everyone said he wouldn’t be able to do. He erased all traces of the infection from him, and he turned towards the wolves promising to track every last one of them down, and not just them every last member of the canine family that existed, because the only good dog was a dead one.
He would take the tests that every witch are required to take several months after the event with the wolves. There are two tests in all. The first being the test to determine a witches specialization, and the second is the leadership test. The witches believed that one’s ability to lead could be determined by a test. Both tests were conducted in similar fashion. The witch taking the test was placed in an enchanted forest where they are forced to fight for survival against things and situations that can and will kill them if given the chance. The only difference is that during the leadership test that the witches are placed in this forest with several humans, and they must ensure that they survive as well. Humans were picked, because if the witch taking the leadership test failed to keep any alive it would be no real lose. Yes, both test could and do kill witches that take them, but a witch should not die during another witch’s test.
Kyrell would pass both his with flying color. His first test showed that his specialization was death magic–necromancy. This did not surprise those around him. While the test was to determine exactly what a witch specialization was most had a very good idea of the answer, and they believed that his would be death magic. It was the leadership test that confused them. They thought that he would be too mentally unstable to be a good leader, but try as they might they couldn’t deny the results.
Impressed with his tests result, the clan leader decided to marry Kyrell to his daughter and heir. It was arrangement that she wasn’t happy with at first, but she would eventually fall in love with Kyrell. They were married for several years when two separate incident took both the clan leader’s and Kyrell’s wife lives. The clan leader’s was taken upon the field of battle while Kyrell’s wife was taken in the birthing chamber along with the baby she was trying to bring into the world.
After the death of the clan leader and his heir, it was decided that Kyrell would assume that position. He was the best person for that job, and it was here that he begun to fulfill those promises he made years ago. He first killed all the witches that he felt played a part in his sister’s destruction. He killed both the witches that had burnt her body to a crisp as well as his own parents. He had learned the part they played in her death. He then worked on eliminating the canine species. His ordered every ‘dog’ upon his lands killed, and he would travel to other places killing various canine creatures either where he found them or, he would bring them back to his lands and host a hunt.
These were not the only beings that Kyrell ended up killing. He had no problem killing someone for countless reason–whether it was because they had done something to cross him, or just the mere fact that he enjoyed watching someone die. It was here that his fetish for murdering people during the act of sex became clear. A great number of those that found their way into his bed didn’t leave alive.
After ruling the Giese clan for years, Kyrell eventually ascended to king, or at least he gained the powers and abilities that came with reaching this level of the witches evolution. However, becoming king does not necessary make one king of the witches. Yes, it was a rare feat–something that only a select few managed to do, but more than one witch can ascend to this level at once. If these witches who had ascended at the same time were allies they both claim the title of king or queen, and rule together. However, most of the time they were not allies and one witch would be given the honor of king or queen over the other.
This was the case with Kyrell. And add insult to injury, it was during this ‘queen’ rule that his position of head of clan was strip for him. It was decided that he was indeed too insane to rule. The title of Giese clan leader was given to the great grandson of clan leader who adopted Kyrell. It would remain in his family until the days of Astrea.
Astrea would become the greatest queen that the witches have known. She would be the one to almost rid the witches of that separate but together concept that had been apart of their society since pretty much the dawn of their creation. She took title of queen by marching into the council chamber, and killing the head of the high council–including her own father. “Sometimes, in order to save the body you must cut off the arm.” This is what she told those that protested against her action.
Kyrell was in the room at the time, and he decided to put his stock with her. Astrea and he would become more than allies for a cause. They would become lovers. He called her his mistress. But, Astrea goal of uniting the clan under one banner would never be reach. Those that opposed her came up with an assassination plan–a fact that Astrea became aware of. She made Kyrell promise to not bring her back from the dead when they succeed. She knew his abilities. Since he had risen his sister’s body from the dead, he had learned how to put a soul back into a body.
It was a promise he would keep. Even, with Sindri–Astrea’s husband–begging him to bring her back long enough for him to transfer the unborn child of Astrea and Sindri to another. Kyrell knew that Astrea would forgive him for breaking his promise if it was for her child’s sake, but Kyrell knew that if he brought her back that he wouldn’t be able to let her go again. It was easier to refuse Sindri’s request.
After Astrea’s death, Kyrell resumed the titled as head of clan. He didn’t give anyone a choice in the matter. He told them that if anyone opposed it he would slaughter them, and not just them but every last member of their family. They knew that he wasn’t bluffing. He had killed not just entire families, but entire clans as well.
It was, also, during this time that The Great betrayal occurred. Astrea’s specialization had been spirit magic, and an extremely talented one at that. Others wished to be just as talented–if not more talented–than she was in this field. They came up with the ‘brilliant’ plan of merging themselves with an animal. It was a plan that Kyrell knew wasn’t going to work. They originally wanted to do it with the Falcon–Astrea’s spirit animal–but Kyrell convinced them to pick the wolf. He knew just how badly it would fail, and saw this as a good chance to get the witches on the canine hating bandwagon.
One would have thought that Kyrell’s known hatred of anything within the canine family would have clued those who were trying to do this spell just how bad the idea was when he suggested the wolf, but they were so blinded by their vision they didn’t see reality standing before them, and it was a disaster. These werewolves–for that is what the witches that used this spell became–killed countless numbers of witches, wiped out many clans completely, and devastated the rest.
The remaining witches picked the pieces back up, and restore the clans that could be saved. And Kyrell plan to get the others to hate wolves or anything from the canine family worked. Those who survived shared the horrors of the event with those born after the event. There are even witches alive today who had lived through the attack and remember it. Witches have an average life span of a thousand years, and this event happened nearly five hundred years ago.
It was during the modern time that his sons Kieran, Keir, and Colden were born. Kieran and Keir were born to Anesidora–patron goddess of the Giese clan. While Colden was born to a human girl named Ansley. In fact, his relationship with Ansley was considered conversational due to the fact that he made her his wife, and witches don’t marry humans. It just isn’t done. Each clan have their own reasons for frowning upon the marriage of a human. For the Giese clan that reason is that humans are at best only suitable to be a slave.
Ansley would die four years after Colden’s birth. Killed by the wasting sickness, or so Kyrell thought at the time. He had no idea that her life had been saved by Sindri, who decided to adopt her as his daughter. Kyrell would contract the same illness after his oldest son, Kieran, passed his leadership test. The thing that one should know about the wasting sickness it is as much of a curse as a disease. In fact, it is something that one very rarely ‘catch’ naturally. It is most always given to someone because another had cursed them. The wasting sickness, also, doesn’t kill the person itself. It weaken the immune system allowing for other ailments to finish the job. It does attack the mind, which can result in an extreme sensitivity to light and sound, and can result in insanity.
It, however, was not the wasting sickness that killed Kyrell. It was Ansley, who had came into his sleeping chambers in the middle of the night and stabbed him in the chest. She did not just kill him that night. She cursed him, locked his soul inside the void–inside an orb–to never come back unless she breaks the curse, and she made it so that only she could break it.
Ansley’s plan was a clever one. She knew that Kyrell had the ability to bring himself back from the dead, and there were others—including Kieran–that would also use their powers to bring him back. The only way to ensure that he never came back was to make it impossible to do so. It was why she made it so no one or anything expect for her could bring him back. However, her curse was not as perfect as she might have thought. It only focused on his soul and body.
Someone caught wind of this fact, and decided that if he stole the orb from her that he could channel Kyrell’s powers and use it as his own. He figured it should work since he wasn’t trying to free Kyrell’s soul and break Ansley curse. It worked exactly as he had hoped, but things quickly went sour for this man. Kyrell saw the opening that the man had created by calling his power forth and took it.
The man saw this as another opportunity and tried to consume Kyrell’s soul. He figured that Ansley would forgive him for stealing the orb from her if he had successfully erased Kyrell from existence, but Kyrell proved stronger than the man and did to him what he tried to do to Kyrell. He consumed his soul, erased him from existence. After this was done, Kyrell took possession of the man’s body. He changed its appearance to look exactly like what his original body had.
Kyrell’s soul is still technically sealed away in the void. The spell that the man,who stole the orb from Ansley, had cast just somehow transferred his prison from the orb to the body. Kyrell is unclear if the curse is actually broken and that if he wanted to bring his soul completely back into the world he could, or if Ansley is the only one that can still call it back completely. If Ansley is the only one that can still call his soul back completely then she might be the only one that can destroy his new body completely, after all destroying the body would mean breaking the curse.