As the moon was full and the sky clear a sound broke the seemingly eternal silence of the grave.
*RUMBLE*
It was a lightning bolt as black as the midnight sky that traveled across the entire world. The target was the ash colored tomb stone of the grave. But as the lightning struck the tomb stone it did not explode like a normal stone but merely had a left a crack which let loose a torrent of black miasma towards the charcoal ground below it...
With what seemed to forever the ground seemed to shake as a ink colored hand reached out and grabbed the tomb stone's edge. As the hand grasps the edge the lightning remnants inside the tomb stone releases and enter the skeletal hand which shook the entire grave like an earthquake. \
As the shaking grew less and less til it shook no more the ground seemed to be calm as before...
The charcoal ground rose into a mound that broke apart and left nothing but a skeleton with nothing on it and eyes holes that held two silver flames that danced in the wind. At this moment the skeleton opened its mouth...
"Who am I?"
Tell me what name he should have below. Also this is my first real story I've made so tell if it sucks and ill try to do better :)