Mantaroth

In his native realm, his name was a curse that was never spoken. His armies conquered and killed for pleasure. Thrones, riches, lives—if he wanted them, he took them, and nothing could thwart his unyielding will.

Even the legions of Chaos ground to a halt before his fury. It was Silus of the Rift who swayed the colossal minotaur to join him in his conquests: why break the will of a single realm, when you can break them all?

Now, he stands at Silus's right hand in the Ascendency. He led the legions of Chaos against many realms, and indeed, he broke them all. Yet though the Splinterlands bends, it refuses to break. Each day, his impatience grows, and woe to those who would defy him when at last he unleashes his full fury on the world.