Nobody knows when he was born or where he is from. He was there eons ago and he is here eons later.Nobody knows anything about him but still even gods themselves kneel before him. This is a story about a being who is above all in both power and knowledge. He is sleeping peacefully but the ongoing war is making it hard to sleep.   (Hi and welcome to all. This is my first ever try to write a story. First of all, i am new to writing a story and English is not my birth language so please go easy on me. )