There was a time when he was the terror of the seas and the nightmare of any who dared to cross his path. A cruel and merciless Phantom God who took all he sought and gave nothing back ...
Until he heard the sweet lure of the forbidden nectar of life. It is taboo for a God to feast upon the very souls of those they are meant to protect ... Though it can be said that Bellum was created to destroy, instead of to harbor.
His lips drank in the darkest of all drinks, and from the inside out, he began to corrupt. Madness was his downfall, ebbing away from cruelty. His immortal body began to crave the life force more and more, and it began to drain away at who he was.
Possessing the body of a rich nobleman, the call of the Life Force was all too sweet ... In corruption, the Phantom God was conceived, and in corruption, he shall die.