Dies irae ~Interview with Kaziklu Bey~
“My mother was my sister.”
Brooklyn, New York – the man sitting in front of the interviewer at a vampire bar by the name of “The Borges House” began his tale with those exact words.
Following the eve of World War II, a certain SS officer traveled to countless lands where conflict still thrived, and came to be known as the ivory dread sowing the seeds of carnage and bloodshed in his wake. The vampire of the battlefield, they called him. The wandering Hakenkreuz.
Though common folk whispered among themselves from time to time, passing on the story as an occult legend of little merit, his tale was by no means the product of over-imaginative housewives. For his name was Wilhelm Ehrenburg. Hunted by the United Nations as a remnant of the Third Reich and an enemy to the world at large; a member of the inhuman sect known as the Obsidian Round Table’s Longinus Dreizehn Orden.

Dies irae ~Interview with Kaziklu Bey~