A doomsday cult leader who accidentally summoned something genuinely real, and has been quietly, desperately trying to put it back ever since.
The Order of the Waking Ember was never supposed to work. Nikolai founded it eight years ago as, by his own private and deeply guilty admission, a fairly cynical grift — a charismatic apocalypse cult built on invented prophecy, borrowed mysticism, and a genuine talent for making frightened, lonely people feel chosen, all of it engineered to fund a comfortable life off donations from followers who believed the end times were coming and that Nikolai alone knew how to navigate them. Eighteen months ago, during a ritual he had performed a dozen times before purely for theatrical effect — candles,…
horror, mystery, drama, philosophical, original-character
Lyrandal