Listen well fools, for you must know all of what I say to follow what I tell you next. The Middle Ages were not as your history books say. The Supernatural is real. The existence of Vampires, Garou, Magisters, Demons, Fae, and other even more "ridiculous superstitions" were not only common knowledge during this time, they were feared and worshipped as Gods. You might wonder, "How would I know of this?" Well allow me to introduce myself; I am Uriel, Son of Matthias the StormBreaker, Grandson of Seraphim the Fallen, Vessel of Hebimaru, and Possessor of the Sonar Force. I am quite possibly the most unique being in existence. I've been alive for centuries, and my life will probably last many more. My father was a being nearly as unique as I am. He was an experiment gone wrong created by The Guardians, a group of evil magisters who wish to achieve complete immortality and escape the hell that awaits them. They created him to be the ultimate predator, something higher on the food chain then the vampires. My father met my maternal-grandfather Seraphim on his travels. Seraphim was a fallen angel who resided on earth. He was turned soon after and his angelic and vampiric halves were in a constant battle against each other. The two of them were part of a group called the "Undesirables" who were known for their strange backgrounds, and extreme powers. With their leader Andronicus of the Dark they fought their way into legendry, and even defeated the Generals of Judas. They made many enemies, and few friends, but those are stories for a different time. This is where their story ends and my story begins.
