Years ago, in a land veiled by myths and rumors, there lived a man renowned for his immeasurable strength. Tales of his power had echoed through valleys, crossed mountains, and even slipped into the most remote corners of the earth. But unlike other legends, his story was not one of grandeur or conquest. No, his story was one of penance, of an endless search to channel his strength into purpose.
He moved alone, shunning attachments and traveling from one distant region to the next, always just out of reach of the tales that chased him. His eyes bore the weight of centuries, each glance a testament to battles fought and wars that no longer held meaning. His past was ancient and forgotten, even to him, a man constantly seeking the meaning that had eluded him in a life of victories that yielded only solitude.
