From deep within the Nerherworld of shadow walkers comes yet another exhibit of the Dark Carnival. He is the master of the art of using magic without magic... He is a Mecromaster... the craft of using magic through the dead. Dead meaning both physicaly and mentally. This spectalce shall be witnessed only by those who are meant to see it. Look deep inside of your soul and ask yourself... Do you hold a ticket to witness the show? The answer lies within yourself. He is the fourth to rise. He feeds upon ones's own greed. He is powered by one's own jealousy, lust, and temptation. To envisino yourself with something that rightfully does not belong to you... that is the illusion cast by him. To act upon this vision and seek it out at the expense of another... that is the magic cast by him. Continouse dreamers of profit at the cost of another are pledfed and hunted by his wizardry. Others are content and satisfied with what they can achieve by themselves and have not the urge to tamper with another's well being for quick gain. They see hom only as a hoax and see no illusions or magic by he. It is simple... He is you. His illusions are your evil thoughts. YOur evil acts are his magic - yesterday., now, and forever. YOu are he and the fourth to rise... You and he are the master of Mecromancy... You are the dead and him the magic.
Together, you and he are the Great Milenko.