Himmel Aeternalis

Born to a pureblooded Valrean family in the border settlement of Zie-Segrespent, Himmel Aeternalis grew up with comfortable middle class status and did not toil in the fields and mines the same as many of the Valrean remnant did, however, he was ever vigilant of their dissatisfaction and pain with living life in this way. It didn't help that the old gods seemed to have abandoned them. On a rather mundane night the young Himmel overheard a rumor that a retainer of the Goran family by the name of Sion Reinhard had received a direct vision from Achara Sylva, one of the most famed members of the late Imperial Age of Valreach. Himmel immediately took interest in the story and tracked the record books, finding evidence of some blood connection between the two.Inspired by the revelation of a possible spiritual connection with their ancestors, young Himmel managed to attend an academy in philosophy and theology in Varrenvar at just fifteen years old, graduating at ninteen. 
While attending the academy, the scholar spent sleepless nights gazing at the stars and going through old texts, looking deeply into any possible leads to his suspected connection. It took many months but his efforts bore fruit when he discovered a flickering red star in the distant night sky, naming it Sidus Mori, the dying star. Upon realizing what he had found, Himmel collapsed onto the rough roof of his academy dorm in a comatose state. Upon waking he found himself touched not by the cool night breeze of a dark blue sky, but enveloped by the blazing warmth of a powerful red star. Walking upon it he realized he was standing on Sidus Mori, the star itself. Furthermore, he was not alone. Standing mere feet from him were all the most powerful nobles of the old world, the clans of Aulian, Arietis, Canalopin, Sylva, Ciosetia, Astilor, Fydhar, Moreau, and Aquilla. At the forefront of the proud assembly was Vix Aulian, the first king, and perhaps the most famous figure in the history of the nation. These Pantheons as Himmel would later call them were all extremely important to the history of the nation of Valreach, each had a piece of the history books with their names in it. It was in this moment he realized that the key to achieve a permanent existence in Sidus Mori was to be immortalized, renowned, celebrated. 
The first thing Himmel did upon waking was to write down everything he had learned and been told, he now deemed that an essential part of following this process was to be knowledgeable about everything to do with the history of one's people and the example they should follow to make their own mark in the books. He would finish his studies at nineteen and leave the university, heading back to his hometown to preach his findings which had been recorded in a scripture called the Lux Distania, a book that could be frequently updated as new visions became apparent.
At first the people celebrated the coming of a new prophet, which had been completely vacant since the old days. Farmers, miners, builders, and lumberjacks flocked to the man who would guide them, who had now been given the name Alte-Iuxta, the one highest and nearest to Sidus Mori. Understandably the Lord Protector, Goren Varan, was disturbed and frightened by an overnight hysterical wave of support for a man not even of noble blood. Retainers were dispatched to contain the crowds as best they could with their low numbers, however, meetings continued to happen and some nobles began to take notice of one the faith actually taught. To seize fame, that was the message, be the best possible figure for your people and be remembered by them forever. This promise of eternal glory was extremely enticing to many, but not any more than that of a duke by the name of Durthelion Fennec, who would endorse him in exchange for his aid in swaying the people towards his rule.
Emboldened by the support, the Alte-Iuxta officially proclaimed the formation of the Church of the Dying Star, much to the roaring approval of the masses and utter fury of the Lord Protector, who gathered all of his remaining loyal retainers and set out to put down the prophet permanently. Meanwhile, Durthelion had gathered his own retainers and was riding out to the aid of the unsuspecting mass that was celebrating in the town square.