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Decades before the story begins-before humanity sets foot upon the distant world of Talos-II-everything began on another planet.
Terra.
A world slowly dying.
The first true inhabitants of Terra were those now remembered as the Sarkaz.
Once numerous, once feared, they became victims of a world that turned against them-ravaged by Originium, fractured by endless conflict, and suffocated by persecution and racial hatred. As the ages passed, their numbers dwindled, their future eroded by war and decay.
In desperation, a small faction of Sarkaz turned their gaze skyward.
They sought escape among the stars-another world, another chance at peace, far from Terra's sickness and the endless cruelty of its nations. Yet when the time came to leave, only one answered the call.
One volunteered to go alone.
He was not chosen for hope-but for survival.
Among the Sarkaz, he was an anomaly. One of the strongest. One of the deadliest. Even the King of Fiends, even the ancient and powerful Sarkaz of old, learned to respect him... and to fear him.
Not because he sought conquest.
Not because he desired bloodshed.
He sought neither harm nor dominion.
And yet, he was no less dangerous.
Not because of who he was-but because of what he possessed.
Cast into the unknown, alone upon the alien world of Talos-II, this Sarkaz became something more than a survivor. His presence shaped fear and reverence alike-both among those who remembered him on Terra, and those who would come to know him in this new world.
They would come to speak his name in whispers.
They would remember him as-
The Lord of Terror.
Diablo.