Haurin.

Long ago, when the world was young, Haurin rose to power.

He was a mighty warrior, and armies fell in his wave of destruction.

Some say his power came from the Gods, some said he was the earth given flesh, and some said he was the next step for mankind, the next king of all men.

But not even Haurin knew where his power came from. All he knew was how to use it.

And use it he did. In the space of a night, he toppled the eastern kingdom of Garewed, known for it's harsh weather and even harsher warriors. The next night, he braved the wastes until he hit the walls of Ingris - the molten city. His hands burnt, but still the conquered their king.

This chain of war grew mightier and more fearsome with each link that was added. Tybal, Veminas, Cherngard, Jarrion, Lassit, Konfra, and many more cities of renown.

After he reached the central kingdoms, he suffered his first defeat.

In the City of Hawker, the ancient root of civilisation, He came upon a young woman, an old man, and a young man, all stood in his path.

"Who stands in my way?!"

"We three" Said the woman, "The warriors of the trivumerate."

"Askoyt, Cannavart, and Phain." Said the young man, Phain.

"We stand for the truths of man" Added Old Man Cannavart, "Truths you will never understand."

"Tell me! So that I may attempt to..." Said the conqueror with bile and amusement.

"No" Askoyt quickly responded. "You will have to find them for yourself. And on the path you take now, you never will find them."

With that, the three disappeared, leaving the Conqueror alone at the gates of the capital.

And he walked away.

The story of his trials?

Another time, children.