I am Eldritch
—a vampire who’s walked a thousand years, defied kings, priests, and even Nocturna’s cult. I’ve turned poverty to riches, powerlessness to dominion, servitude to freedom—not by luck, but by unmasking the con-artists who’d chain me. Narrated by Professor Shadow, my voice carries the weight of 450+ stories you love. I’m not here to coddle—I’m here to awaken. If a broke fool can’t teach wealth, a slave can’t teach freedom. I’ve lived it. Now, I’ll teach you.
Mortal, I see you—forty, fifty, sixty years wasted, dancing to tunes not your own. Your boss owns your days, your debts your nights, your screens your thoughts. You call it freedom; I call it servitude. The herd’s illusions choke you: governments loot under ‘justice,’ media peddles lies for ‘truth,’ Nocturna’s cult trades will for fangs—a con as old as Rome’s ashes. I’ve watched empires fall to these tricks, their sheep bleating for more. You’re no better—poor, powerless, chained—unless you heed me.
I’ve broken free—kings begged at my feet, priests crumbled, Nocturna’s myth dissolved before my gaze. I’m not here to save you—I’m here to awaken you. In Eldritch’s Codex: The Probationer’s Awakening, I’ll rip apart the six illusions—government, law, country, Nocturna’s sham, relationships, media, money—and their eight weapons: force to cage, fear to silence, guilt to bend. Four lessons, my voice cutting through your fog, will show you the spiral to wealth, power, freedom. I’ve climbed it—gold flows to me, power bends to me, freedom is me. You’re trapped because you sleep. Enroll, and I’ll jolt you awake—or stay a puppet, strings and all.
For just $27—A MONTH—you get instant access to Eldritch’s Codex: The Probationer’s Awakening. That’s less than a night out, yet it could shift your life forever. You’ll gain secrets the herd will never know—secrets I’ve guarded for centuries. Don’t wait
Example Curriculum
8 Codex Lessons To Mastery
My codex is your key, but I won’t hand it all at once. Start with The Probationer’s Awakening—four lessons, to shock you from slumber. For $27, you’ll see the lies, feel the spark. Then, each month, a new grade unlocks: Neophyte sharpens your power, Initiate cuts deeper, Adept forges your will, Master crowns you sovereign. I’ve climbed this spiral—gold at my feet, power in my grasp, freedom my breath. You’ll climb too, step by shadowed step—or stay trapped, bleating with the herd. The choice is yours, but time slips away.
