Long ago in the distant past, a blind prophet spoke out in his last rattling breath a final prophesy. His attendant, the only one who heard those weighted words ran in terror, later taking on a vow of silence and living cloistered away from the world of man. An untold time later in the heart of an erupting volcano a child emerged and was carried down by the floes. This child lived in our world, learning our ways from the shadows for untold eons before ensorcelling a family in Pennsylvania into believing it was their own. The child then grew up to like cartoons and anime and declared they would master the dark and kind of soul crushing power of art because one kid in her second grade class was better than them. Now they aim to work as an illustrator and a peddler of tales as she waits for the stars to all go out and the legions to raise so that the prophecy from long ago may finally be completed. This creature of ancient terror is called Meaghan Stephenson.