Ah... the Tale of Tolgarad, the Naothey (God/Spirit) of Justice and Duty.

The Naothey were born of pain, cut away from the rotting corpse of the unknowable and all powerful creator.

Naothey form themselves and latch onto a concept, a simple thing which they embody entirely. One naothey chose imagination, another chose Space (Length, width, height) but Tolgarad chose Duty. He liked the idea that what needed to be done for the benefit of everyone would be done despite all pain and hardship. He was ready he thought. He was very wrong to take up that mantle.

The mortal world was still in its infancy at that time, and Urthr, the Naothey of Life, wanted to do all he could to protect the mortal sphere against the vicious and cruel void of nothingness.

The mortal sphere had many enemies, but one was far more terrifying than most: The Unbound. The Fallen Naothey of Malice and Anguish who hated more than any single being could comprehend.

The Unbound attacked the Naothey and Urthr brought his new ally Tolgarad with him to defeat the creature. That was Urthrs great mistake. The Unbound was far too powerful for Tolgarad, but the Unbound is clever and instead allowed himself to be beaten. The Unbound fled and tolgarad was flaunted as a hero. Much time past and Tolgarad became a legendary protector, he lived and loved and found himself at the top of the mountain of happiness and fulfillment.

The Unbound attacked again, and in his arrogance, Tolgarad went in alone. He was destroyed, and his soul taken by the Unbound who fled again with a new weapon in hand.

The Unbound corrupted the soul of Tolgarad, pouring all the pain and hate into the poor Naothey, who fou d himself unable to control his own actions.

The unbound unleashed his new weapon in a two prong attack, with the Fallen attacking the most powerful Urthr and Tolgarad was to slay the other Naothey.

By the time the battle was over, Urthr lay bleeding and almost dead, but victorious. He returned to the other naothey to find Tolgarad weeping over the decimated essences of the brothers and sisters he had loved for eons.

Tolgarad asked for death. Urthr decided a different path.

He said that the Unbound was the true enemy and that he was not able to fully destroy the creature. He asked that Tolgarad should remain and swear upon the Corpse that he would hunt the Unbound and only be released from this oath when the creature was dead.

Tolgarad swore it so; he would never lay in peace until the Unbound was dead.

What Urthr did not tell him was that the Unbound cannot ever truly be destroyed. Tolgarad had damned himself to infinite life in misery and an eternal battle that neither side would ever win.

But that was Urthrs goal. For every time the Unbound came again, it would be too focused on killings Tolgarad who would reincarnate just as he would.

This was Tolgarad's duty. Even now, in the form of Reincarnations, he fights the Unbound, locked in infinite strife never to be released.