Saint

He wore a robe that was once gray. Now it was white from the beating of time. Nevertheless, it was still clean without a speck of dust. His hair was also gray, draping down on his shoulders. They were dried and seemed to be dead completely. There were two wings growing to the back of his ribs. However, they were withered as well. The feathers were gray without any radiance. They drooped down, unable to lift themselves up. He sat there with his eyes closed. Someone would even mistake him for being dead for countless years now. His Dao Heart has been polished for more than half an epoch. He persevered in the most brutal years and did not change during the calamity of his Epoch

Saint was one of the strongest in the remote epoch Wildland Epoch. He fought till the end against the Lord of the Epoch, Samsara Wild Ancestor, with his evershining light but right when he was going to defeat the Dark Overlord, his comrades backstabbed him thus he failed. Later on all living beings in that era was harvested and devoured by Samsara. Saint along with Li Qiye and emperors of the Tenth World in the War of Remote Wildland killed Samsara Wild Ancestor, during this battle he lit himself up as a reminder that Light will always exist to protect others from the Dark. 'There is an end for this path as well,so don't falter, stand strong and fight against the Darkness you too can become a Saint.' It was a reminder to the dark existences out there that Light still exists and it can prevail the Dark. Origin During his youth,Saint was a peerless righteous hero like many other top masters, with youthful vigor he fought for his loved ones and friends. But he didn't fall at the end of the path, he didn't become darkness, he continued on his path of righteousness and illuminated his era with light. Samsara was his enemy. Samsara was harvesting the life of living being. Not many knew of his title. But Saint understood the secrets of the cycles. He knew why his race top masters that were following Samsara were harvesting their own people. Saint was given the weight of all living beings to shoulder, to become Light in an Era of Darkness. He was the one who persevered through that bloody era. He fought darkness for three eras and remained unyielding and infallible. Alas, he still failed in the end. The hearts of men failed and they stabbed him in the back, he couldn't end this Era of Darkness. Their epoch fell into darkness until the great sundering.