Prologue

Long ago in the land of Kelto a war brewed. Famine, Disease, and death were acquaintances everyone had the misfortune of knowing, at a most personal level. In lieu of the circumstances, a rebellion arose. A rebel faction defending the rights of the Western Keltians grew in power and began to stand up for their lands, which the Easterners had been robbing of all produce. This war raged on for many years until the leader of the Western faction was compromised.

On the night of the full moon, the attack that would end the war began. Taking charge of the movement Lyciana led the Westerners to their, hopeful, victory. However, it was not meant to be, for their location was given away and Lyciana was captured. Brought in front of their rebellious leader he gave her two choices. Either betray her country and join him or die, a most gruesome death. Immediately she answered, spitting in the face of the Eastern leader.

The next day, Lyciana was brought up in front of all of Eastern, Kelto. As her last act of freedom, she cast a curse upon all those involved.

To those whom have betrayed the mother moon.

From today to the next

A form you shall take,

Creature by night,

Human by day,

In your blood will be the seeds of contamination

Yet, it may also be your salvation,

Years from now,

The Savior shall come

She will stand as the last of her tribe.

Many will pursue her,

As many more will try

Her choice alone will determine all.

Following which, the post Lyciana was tied to caught flame. Her body however, disappeared and was never found.

As night filled the air young babes cried, while humans turned from man to beast all regretting the horrible deed they had committed. From that day on they were known as, the Lycans.

In the present day a child's wails could be heard throughout the streets of Tokyo. Along with the howling of the wolves that knew their savior had just been born...