Khnum Amenhotep
The Shaper of Fates Khnum Endymonosz Amenhotep (a.k.a. Skeleton Belt, Big Guy, Khnumster, Khnumy, Big K, Uncle Khnum)
I. The Birth of a Titan
Khnum’s story begins in the lands of Ancient Egypt, along the Nile, where a baby unlike any other was found near the riverbanks—larger than any infant should be, yet just as youthful and innocent. With no parents in sight, the only clue to his origins was a golden cartouche inscribed with the name: Amenhotep Khnum. An elderly couple, simple yet kind-hearted, took him in and raised him as their own. However, it soon became evident that Khnum was not like the other children. He grew unnaturally fast, his body becoming stronger than that of fully grown men by the time he was barely a child. His strength, though a gift, was also a curse—he could not control it, nor his tongue, and his peers began to fear him. Isolation bred resentment. Without friends, he turned to his parents for solace, but even they could not protect him from the fate that awaited him. At just eight years old, he began working as a guard for minor nobility. He had the physique of a warrior, and his towering form inspired both fear and admiration. Yet his childhood was stolen—and soon, his innocence followed.II. The Betrayal, The Vengeance, and the Fall
At ten, Khnum faced an unspeakable horror. A noble whom he served took advantage of his trust, violating his very soul. The trauma shattered the boy who had already suffered so much. But Khnum did not cry. He did not beg. He did not falter. He took justice into his own hands. The noble’s screams echoed through the halls as Khnum ripped him apart, carving his flesh into strips, before tossing the remains into the jaws of the Nile’s waiting crocodiles. Bloodied and broken, yet satisfied, Khnum continued serving as a guard. He killed when necessary, but now the hunger for violence had taken root in his soul. By fifteen, his brutality earned him a place at the Pharaoh’s side, becoming his personal protector and enforcer. But power does not erase fear. And when the people fear you, they find ways to destroy you. On the night of his 18th birthday, betrayal struck. The very mages he was entrusted to protect, the Pharaoh’s own sorcerers, used dark magic to summon a shadowed assassin, cutting him down from behind. As his lifeblood painted the golden floors, Khnum took his last, rasping breaths. His massive form crashed to the ground, silencing all who watched. The monster had been slain. Or so they thought.III. The Pact with Apep – The Cursed Immortal
In death, Khnum did not find peace. A voice slithered into his mind, hissing with ancient malice. A monstrous entity, the Embodiment of Chaos—Apep—loomed before him, its endless coils wrapping around his broken soul. "You have been wronged, O butcher of kingssssss. Come, let usssss rewrite fate." A contract was offered, twisted in deceit, promising revenge, power, and eternity—but at a cost. Khnum would be immortal, but to regain his freedom, he must consume an unfathomable number of souls. And so he rose from his grave, reborn as Apep’s cursed avatar, a monster of endless hunger and destruction. He slaughtered his own parents in cold blood, not out of rage, but because his sanity was slipping. Every time he tried to love, to build a family, to hold onto his humanity, Apep’s curse turned his hands red with their blood. And so, he embraced the horror.IV. The Monster of Memphis – A Thousand Years of Blood
For centuries, he devoured. Villages burned, their people dragged into the night, their bodies filling the beast’s insatiable belly. Roman legions, desert titans, entire civilizations—none could stand against the monster of Memphis. His fangs crushed shields like dry reeds. His hands tore warriors apart as if they were clay. He was unstoppable. He was eternal. He was lost. Until fate intervened. Lying atop his mountain of corpses, Khnum felt the universe tear open. Before he could react, he was ripped from his world, cast into a realm unknown to gods and men alike—Rantis.V. The Booty Plunderers & The Road to Redemption
On Rantis, Khnum was a stranger, a beast, a relic of a lost time. Yet he was not alone. There, he met a ragtag band of warriors and outcasts—The Booty Plunderers. They did not fear him. They did not worship him. They did not hate him. They mocked him. They laughed with him. They taught him. With every misstep, every failure, he relearned humanity. How to eat like a man, not a beast. How to value life. How to live. But fate is cruel. Their greatest battle—a war against a ferocious dragon—ended in total defeat. Khnum, battered and near death, was separated from his comrades, leaving him stripped of his armor, his purpose, and his past. He was found by an ancient sorceress and her seven warrior-daughters, who nursed him back to health. Their kindness was foreign to him, yet it began to stir something within—the first ember of the man he once was. Could he truly change? Could the monster become a protector once more? The road is long, and the past never truly dies. But Khnum walks forward. As he learned the craft of smithing from an elderly blacksmith, he crafted a black gem - a void diamond. The client came to pick up his ring.The ghastly glow inside the diamond seemed even stronger now.Once the young man set his finger inside the ring,a black shroud enveloped his body and a demonic figure materialized. “Well done! Not in a thousand years have I witnessed such mastery!” Smitten by awe, Khnum only stared at the beast with his mouth slightly ajar. “What is it, child? Your tongue is not made of magic for it to dissipate in the air!” After the strange creature explained what marvellous discovery it made with finding Khnum, it offered to become his patron. Startled and somewhat appalled by his proposal, Amenhotep declined. With powers unknown to our big feller, the demonic presence of the creature enveloped the giant’s memories and revealed Khnum’s past to itself. “Ah, Apep, that filthy, miserable embodiment of chaos tricked you,eh? Be frightened not anymore, for I shall break what’s plaguing you.” With a snap of his long, mighty fingers, Apep’s seal disseminated and Khnum felt the air around him fresher than the one thousands of years ago. “How do you feel now? Hm?” Thus began Khnum’s new life, exciting and new. Not a word was spoken by the giant. An embrace as warm as ever enveloped Endymion. The God smiled upon the life he had given to his new apprentice.VI. Current Status & Influence in Asiendal
Now in Asiendal, Khnum is a relic of a bygone era, a warrior still struggling against the monster within. He enjoys a life within Issgrammor, managing his own library given to him by Eremon, as they have met before, once when they exchanged a few words and jokes, saving Kaiya Mordos from a Black Tower, and secondly when Eremon's daughter - Evelyn Mordos, was sent to his library in Rantis for a vacation, where Khnum had to look after her for a bit when the High Princess was still 12 years old. After that, Khnum gained the King's trust, which in turn made Eremon give Khnum - citizenship and a place where he can look after books and just indulge in Knowledge... “I was a monster. Perhaps I still am. But if there is even a chance… even the slimmest hope… that I can be more than this hunger—then I must walk forward. No matter how many times I stumble. I will never give up the kindness that has been given to me, by all of my friends...” —Khnum, The Shaper of Fates
Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
Current Status
Managing a library
Current Location
Species
Ethnicity
Age
3570
Date of Birth
20.04.1550 BC
Birthplace
Egypt
Children
Current Residence
Issgrammor
Sex
Male
Eyes
Brown
Hair
Dark Brown
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Dark skin
Height
250 cm
Weight
315 kg
Belief/Deity
Endymion
Aligned Organization
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