Armand, the Sovereign of Light and Dark, and his bloodline were once infamous for their cruelty, their name reviled throughout the
Old World. That was, until he clashed with
Kafka, the Sovereign of
Strength and
Weakness. Amidst the chaos of their war, Armand was grievously wounded by the
Masked Hero of
Courage and
Cowardice, and afterward,
Victus, the Sovereign of
Order and
Chaos, sealed away his
Aspect of Light. From that moment, the Sovereign of Light and Dark became the only existence among the bloodline who feared the sun.
After the
Sundering, Armand mobilized his entire bloodline to hunt for the Novarch of Light. He captured and imprisoned
Prabhas, the Light itself.
Those who once ventured into the
Dark Plane say this: within the pitch-black fortress of the Murkmarches, only Armand's chamber blazes with Prabhas's radiance. Perhaps Armand has already conquered the Light he once feared, making him the first Sovereign to reclaim a throne. If so, his continued silence is but patience — waiting for the right moment to take vengeance upon Victus.
His
Anima is
Waxula.