The First Technomancer

Born of a demon, intended to be a messiah, only later to become a madman of the forest glen, the enigmatic figure history recalls as Merlin Emrys is not who, or what you think he is. With his faithful owl Vrroch, Merlin wanders high, and low. Ever seeking, always learning. His magic, and meddling can make empires rise or fall.




Chapter 1. The Devil Comes…  


Who said Merlin is dead? If my discovery at Granith Tor is any indication, the man who history recalls as Merlin Emrys roams this universe still. Certainly, the Lady Imogen Drake’s recovery and restoration of the weapon Excalibur confirms the existence of the warlord Uther Pendragon, which implies also a King Arthur. Geoffrey of Monmouth and Sir Thomas Mallory just didn’t get all the details exactly right. There’s little doubt. Merlin was real! Born of a demon, he was both a would be Messiah, and madman of the forest glen.

— Oriole ‘Orin’ Amirjeen, Private Correspondence With The Arclayht Triad 

 

[653 BC. Achaemenid Empire, Persia] 

The pillar of whirling sand and white fire resolved itself into a form, that of a humanoid male, notably though, a winged being, whose crystalline-like feathered pinions folded down and out-of-his-way, to be hidden beneath a billowing black shroud. Glancing about, the sharply goateed man sighed, while he thought: Transmutation requires of me, much too great power to build such a crude shell so as to contain my code’s resplendent likeness. Yet, it’s the only way to interact with these creatures. And I have a goal! He painfully realized without Araboth’s resources, he’d need be very mindful with his matrix. No new pod waited for him to hatch out of, no resurrection for an outcast. Though, that thought provided him a mirthful chuckle, what he was about to do here went against all Vril culture and teachings regarding death and life.

Indeed, the newcomer to Earth did have a goal. His rebel Legion even now gathered intelligence that El-Shaddai, his very own twin brother began to lay the groundwork for their Father’s master plans, and that those plans somehow involved persuading these humans to join them in everlasting faithfulness.

Better to beat them at their own game. He thought.