This world was broken, screaming for salvation.
Into fire, blood and treachery, you were born - my majestic blade!
Immortal, invincible, the deathless came, caressed the throat of weak humanity.
To kill the deathless was impossible, they said.
But I, the Worker of Secrets, embraced the deathless warlord and forged you, a weapon to slay the unsalable.
The warlord betrayed us, stole you from me.
I was entombed, deep in the Vault of Tears.
He was Ausar the Vile.
Consumed by your eternal light, you burnt his very soul.
Both of you, lifeless.
Tearing you from Ausar's corpse, the God King whispered:
And death had its day after day.
A ritual slaughter, fathers and avenging sons, all doomed.
Until at last, a warrior came with the true noble heart.
He'd slay the mighty God King, anoint you with immortal blood, and so unleash your glory.
The warrior was Siris.
He unknowingly gave you life, and foolishly gave us freedom.
I am father of the Deathless, creator and destroyer of all.
And Siris is our enemy - he is Ausar reborn.
Now, my secret vengeance...
The world shall know your name!