As scribed by the Ultimate Watcher, the Eternal Librarian
“Where others sought salvation, he sought dominion. And found it.” - Harrison, the Doomed Wizard
In a time when mortals still dared to defy the Abyss, there strode a halfling named Senku — sharp of mind, sharper still of ambition. Where blade and brawn failed, he wielded cunning as both armor and weapon. Among the echoing halls of Gravenhollow, where time itself becomes a whisper, Senku found a tome — forbidden, forgotten — and within it, the path to apotheosis.
While others fought to end the Demonic Incursion led by the fallen Fenrir Dulock, Senku struck a darker bargain. With the Prince of Pleasure, Graz’zt, he forged a pact, sealing his ascendancy. Giving up his original name, he sought the title Senku, leaving his original birthright to the gears of history. When the world was sundered and the Rebirth demanded sacrifice, Senku did follow. He endured, and in so doing, ensured his place in the dawn of the new cosmos.
Anointed not by mercy but by might, he was crowned a god by the Pale Lady, she who weeps in the fathomless dark. In the deepest trench of the Abyss, Senku carved out a realm of his own — a kingdom of silence, of solitude, of ruthless design.
Though distant from the realms of light and life, Senku watches. And though he may speak in riddles and act in shadows, let it be known: should the New Gods ever call, their old comrade will rise cold, brilliant, and inevitable.