Eiuka was one of the most influential figures of the Advent Era. He began as a freedom fighter of the Faur'ri Nations, working to overthrow Malisyk influence. He was backed by the Aempian Prefect's son, Akotan Khandea and helped smuggle arms into the country for their revolution against Valuser'ran rule.
When Aempis rose to power, it reneged on many of its deals with Eiuka, and revealed itself to be working with the Malisyk Cult to train many of its soldiers and snipers against Valuser'rh.
Eiuka swore he would get revenge on Aempis. In the end, he did.
Revolutionary
Eiuka was born in one of the Faur'ridar'ru Subnivean citadels, tucked away from the eye of the totalitarian Malisyk regime. He was raised to hate them, but to act against them only in secret and when he was sure his attacks would land without getting him caught.
This upbringing turned him into an activist and an assassin—one of many who habitually caused Korum Quakes underneath Malisyk citadels. Later, as he aged into his early 20s, he took to more direct attacks against the regime—spreading anti-Malisyk pamphlets among the cities by day, and by night carrying out assassinations and firebombings of major Malisyk figures.
Eventually, Eiuka and the revolutionaries which followed him gained enough footing to take an entire district for themselves. They began to trade in secret with their neighbors to the south in the Aempian prefecture, specifically with Akotan Khandea, who was using them to amass arms against Valuser'rh for an upcoming coup.
The Coup
When the coup began, Akotan and Eiuka continued to operate in concert, with Akotan feeding Eiuka important intel about the Valuser'ran armies and their supply chains, as well as about the Malisyk leadership and forces. This relationship allowed Eiuka's small country to grow, taking on several neighbors. It also contributed to the success of the revolution against Valuser'rh, and so helped Aempis become a sovereign nation.
It was during the revolution that Eiuka became a Monolith of war—specifically an incredible marksman. Before the war was over he also became a Monolith of martial arts, excelling in claw combat forms such as SighanaBr'rv and Stilettos—the latter of which he created a training program for Aempians to help them defend themselves.
Betrayal
As Aempis grew from nation, to power, to empire, to superpower, they became less and less helpful to Eiuka, and even started to demonstrate an antagonistic streak towards him. Things came to a head when Eiuka learned that the Triptych had a secret 4th member—Mhatua Khasu Tor Bhato, who had been trained by the Malisyk. In fact, many Aempian assassins had been trained by the Malisyk, and Akotan had paid for that training with intel on Eiuka.
The Sacking of Tyrn Cha
Though he was furious at both Aempis and the Malisyk, Eiuka decided to focus his anger on his lifelong adversaries, and vowed to kill them once and for all. He reached out to his many connections, and to the leaders of the Faecha tribes north of Drat'n Metkrah to form a coalition against the Malisyk and mount an attack on their home citadel of Tyrn-Cha.
Although the offensive was very well armed and prepared, it was no easy feat to storm Tyrn Cha. The infiltration failed halfway through, splitting Eiuka's resources and pressuring him to immediately storm Murder's Sanctum. They found themselves outmatched, and Eiuka ended up cornered by the Ash-Urn Oracle, who cut him up with Dawn and Dusk. She stabbed Eiuka through the chest, cursing him with his weapon's tortuous effects, and dumped him in the snow to die.
Aempis, who had been monitoring the operation, saved Eiuka by making him a Sathiid. They then tranferred him to a maximum security prison in Metkrah and put him on trial for trying to start an international incident. He was exiled to earth, to a prison in Deseret.
Imprisoned on Earth
The prison in Deseret is secure by seclusion, but the walls and guard discipline could use some improvements. Eiuka manages to escape and strike out west across the mountains, surviving despite the odds but never succumbing to his urges to consume the flesh of people.The Crimson Thorn
The Rilaem
The Rilaemshi War
Death
"I have died twice before," Eiuka said. He glanced at the barrels of Nick's shotgun with an expression of annoyance rather than fear. How rude. "Are you hear to make it a third? And what will you do when I rise and come for you again?"
"This will be your last death, Eiuka, your final rest."
"Will you look me in the eyes when you do it?" Eiuka asked. His breath matched his appearance, it made Nick's eyes water.
"Do you think I'll flinch if I do? That I'll show mercy?"
"No. No. Your mercy is my death. I just want to watch the lights in your eyes die when you do it. I think you're a good man, Nicodemus; that will end tonight, but it was heartening while it lasted. I want to look into your eyes and see that man, to know that righteousness still exists."
"I am not a good man," Nick assured him.
“Good men rarely think as much."
"A good man would have killed you by now."
"And why haven't you?"
"I want to watch you beg."
"I don't believe that. Why? So you feel validated in murdering me? I've given enough reason to do that. Many have died for my beliefs. Many more will."
"Not if I have a say in it."
"You don't. It’s in motion. I've fostered an idea."
"I've killed ideas before."
"What, 12 Gauge? Your little art project? Even that will haunt you until the day you die. My idea is bigger than both of us. It was around before me, and will be around after me." He gestured to Nick's shotgun. "Not that ‘after’ is far off.”
Nick fell silent again. Eiuka pressed his point.
"Either you're hesitating because you don't agree with Aempis, or because you agree with me. Or perhaps you really do want to see me squirm. Either way, this all ends with me dying. Why hesitate?"
"You already asked."
"You haven't satisfied me with your response."
"Nor you I."
"What, by not begging for my life? Pull the trigger."
"Why the rush?"
"I'm tired of the anticipation. Why hesitate?"
Nicek considered his options before he spoke: '“I don’t have to kill you. I could take you in and let fair trial sort you out.”
"That’s noble, but I won’t let you.”
"How could you stop me?”
“I would shoot you. I’m a very good shot, and a quick one; I used to be an assassin.”
"I know,” Nick said. “I could leave.”
“No.” Eiuka shook his head and flourished the gun. “Shot again. I’m not giving you a choice, take solace in that. You can either leave and die a coward and a martyr with a bullet in your back, or you can kill me.”
"You’re hellbent on dying.”
“Quite.”
"Why?”
"Because my life is miserable, Nicodemus, because my body is failing, because I’ve said all I need to say. My death punctuats the statement of my life.” His voice rose as he did, and my gun barrel followed. He smiled, my stomach turned. Passion took his words and lit them ablaze. “Do it! Perforate! Punctuate! Does my statement end with a period, a question mark, or a bang?”
Nick stood and aimed.
Eiuka looked Nick in the eyes, and his shoulders fell. "There he goes."
Nick pulled the trigger.
Appearance

A face mapped in loss, there wasn't a detail of Eiuka that wasn't scarred.
A long life, and performed enough feats of Grace, that his Sathiidism had progressed into antagonism and his body was in a constant state of decay and regeneration.
Monolith
While fighting in the rebel forces during The Rebalancing, Eiuka became a Monolith of both Ballistics and Martial Arts.
DomainsA thermite rifle was Eiuka's weapon of choice. The greater the distance between him and his enemy, the better.
Eiuka carried an Aempian Stiletto on his person at all times.
Eiuka could survive even brain death. When his brain regenerated his soul wrote his memories back into it.
Eiuka's touch could induce a debhilitating sense of doom, as well as causing great pain.
Eiuka could exude an unnerving and fear-inducing presence.
A whispering fog bank manifested and followed Eiuka as he bade, radiating his Chilling Presence to all within. 20m across.
Well-Connected
One of Eiuka's greatest assets was his knack for getting in contact with those who could further his goals.
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