The Gutter Messiah - pt. 1Once upon a time there was a kingdom. It was not the kingdom whose stories have already been told and retold it was a kingdom where the rich and prestigious ruled and the poor and slovenly lived in their filth like rats.
There was in this kingdom a young boy by the name of Arikado, whose father was an invalid and whose mother was a whore unknown to him. When his father proved unfit to care for him he sought comfort, and fatherly guidance, in his uncle, a pious but senile old man known to the world only as the Archangel. The Archangel filled his head with tales of his grandfather, a great and noble warrior called Kasai visions of this grim knight, visions of stories told while he was dandled upon his uncle's knee, carried young Arikado into adolescence. He was raised in the grunge of the layman's streets, but with expectations of grandeur; his grandfather had worked hand-over-hand to achieve renown, and he would do the same.