The Forgotten Chronicler

This world was broken, screaming for salvation. Into fire and blood and treachery, you were born, my majestic blade... Immortal, invincible, the deathless came, arrest the throats of weak humanity. To kill the immortal is impossible, they say. But I, The Worker of Secrets, embraced the deathless warlord, and forged you. The weapon to slay the unslayable. The warlord betrayed us, stole you from me. I was entombed, deep in his Vault of Tears. He was Ausar the Vile. Consumed by your eternal ligh...