January 2st, 1980
Deep within a long forgotten snowy mountain range in Iceland lies a beautiful cottage house protected by a large magic dome. A home unfound by outsiders since it's 9th century creation. Surrounding this home lies an enclave of mountains that casts deep shadows around this cottage, blocking gazes afar. An unending blizzard casts its bitter snow cloaking an entire mountain range spanning dozens of km's. Ancient magic and ancient runes cast centuries ago used to ward off unwanted visitors. Long forgotten Magical creatures take refuge throughout this sacred mountain range. Scattered hidden relics and pillars holding hidden secrets and deeper meanings.
This mountain range named, Vætufell, otherwise known as spirit peaks, was the home to the most noble and ancient magical house of Ulf. This house was born from fenrir's blood and magic through miracles millennia after ragnarok. A bloodline created from an existence born from a frost giant and the trickster god, created and blessed with the essence of the god killer wolf, Fenrir. A forbidden bloodline cursed upon Odins death brought by Fenrir. A ruined house bearing blessings from Hel, Jörmungandr, Loki and Angerboda. A magical Viking house that has long since been wiped out for over 700 years and was never to be again.
Until now, upon this night of the the wolf moon, an impossible child, born from an impossible existence came to be, cleansed of an unbreakable curse. An eldritch and forbidden existence instilled upon this child with 3 loyal house elves tasked with keeping him safe as well as fragmented foreign memories making up a multitude of lifetimes. Before departing, this unimaginable and mysterious entity extends a single elongated finger made of darkness and bestows this feeble existence its irredecent blessing of the unthinkable along with a name.
A name spoken in eldritch tongues, that trembles the very world, a voice that tears at existence itself, Fenrir.
At this moment, someplace hidden in Scotland, in the quaint village of hogsmead, within a dirty room on the 2nd floor at Hogs head inn sat two people. Sybill Trelawny and Albus Dumbledore, an emergency interview so to say for the currently empty divination position. Quietly standing outside the room, lies an eavesdropping Severus Snape. The interview was proceeding normally when all of a sudden, an earthquake spurred at such a magnitude that people fell and buildings collapsed as chao ensues not only in hogsmead, but all throughout the world. Affecting muggles, wizards, dark wizards, magical creatures, normal animals, the sea, land. An effect so enormous new lands rose from bellow,