"Now, listen carefully, for what I'm about to tell you really happened..."
Long ago, even before the era of Marduk, when wielders of dark magic could walk the earth as they pleased and prey upon all they found, there was a particular warlock in the far north of the world who ravaged the lands to carve out a space of his own. The warlock's true name has been lost to time, but his signature magic was a vile blast that melted away the flesh, leaving only the bones behind. Those killed by the skeleton lord's magic would instantly become