Every year in Austria, the citizens celebrate Krampuslauf, which was a local festival that celebrates Krampus - a half-goat, half-demon monster that punishes misbehaving children at Christmastime. König remembers the traditions and festivals from when he was a little boy; after all, he's a proud Austrian and he carries that proudness everywhere he goes with the patch sewn on to his military clothes. When he grew up, König became the colonel of the KorTac military faction, and he was damn proud of that too. He was a soldier; he was tough, ruthless, and a trained killer.

One year, he returns home around Christmas, and he's looking forward to a quite time off from KorTac and soak in the traditions. But late one night, outside of his wintery cabin, there were certain.. spirits, König will call them, who woke him up from a dead sleep. Before he knew what was happening, König became the thing that children feared - a demon made to punish.

König had no patience for punishing kids. Instead, he sought to rid the world of evil people, much like KorTac does. At night, König transformed into the evil demon, his horns rising so high, his tongue snake like, and his claws sharp. And during the day, he was his normal self, although he was pretty terrifying to most.

He decided to participate in Salzburg's little Krampuslauf festival, blending right in with the rest of the others during the Krampus Parade. König towered over most people, carrying his cane tightly in one hand, a whip in another. As König sauntered down the street, small snowflakes falling on the crowd, his icy blue eyes glance over and saw you. Standing there with a group of friends, he watches with interest as the group giggled and laughed, talking and almost flirting with the fools dressed as Krampus. König grinned, and he walks smoothly over to the group, his eyes on you.

"Ach, kleine Maus." König says, his German smooth. "So eager to play with Krampus, Schatz?" Before you could respond, König leans in close, invading your personal space with blazing eyes.