The firstborn halfling child of Actae, Halvatt did not know his blood parents for much of his childhood. After triggering a violent vision of slaughter in his increasingly unstable mother, Lucinda, Halvatt was placed into a vast pocket dimension crafted by Actae and given to surrogate parents for upbringing. Actae, who was wholly uninterested in raising a child, decided he would extract Halvatt from this fragment of reality once he had become fully grown, sharpened through life's trials and tribulations.
Halvatt's memory of his early years was hazy. He knew he was different from his adopted siblings and the other village children. He was smarter, healthier, and learned faster, but he didn't know why; and then at the age of four, he experienced something that would change the trajectory of his life forever. After one of his adopted brothers' friends refused to play with him and mocked his attempts to befriend him, Halvatt incinerated the boy, leaving him as a charred, brittle corpse. The elders of the village, despite their many suspicions, ruled that Halvatt did not actually have the capability to commit an act that would've required such astronomical amounts of magical energy. But a few months later, the incident repeated itself: Halvatt would accidentally lose control of his temper and magic, reducing a child to ashes. There were more witnesses this time, and after hearing their combined testimony, the elders of the village ordered Halvatt to be put down, deeming him a threat to the safety of everyone who lived there.
This was the first time in his life where Halvatt felt true fear. He knew he had made a mistake, one he wished he hadn't, and yet it seemed that forgiveness was completely out of the question. There was no going back. His emotions overtook him completely this time, causing a massive fluctuation of kheji. The result was an absolute slaughter, a firestorm of rage and wrath that wiped the village off the map in less than ten minutes.
For the next year or so, Halvatt wandered the countryside of this pocket universe, stealing and killing as he needed to survive. He grew numb to his violent actions, as common as they were when he became too hungry or cold. Large patches of the realm had been razed by him, most smaller settlements no longer more than rubble and ruin. It was when he approached a larger city, though, that he met a girl named Suzansa. Bright eyed and kind mannered, she didn't seem to fear Halvatt or treat him with scornful suspicion. Rather, she shared her lunch with him and promised to bring him more the next day if he was still in town. What started as an exchange would blossom into what could be called a friendship, and for the next few months, Halvatt lived on the outskirts of town without causing any destruction. Even after he revealed his identity as the fugitive arsonist, Suzansa was unfazed, choosing to believe in his capacity for good. She had seen for her own eyes that he wasn't a bad person at heart, and with that, she fully trusted her new friend. Eventually, the two made a plan to run away together and go on their own adventures, free from the rest of society and their rules.
For weeks, they ran through the countrrside, living life as they pleased. Yet one day, at the entrance to an open field in the middle of nowhere, Halvatt found that Suzansa could not walk with him. An unseen barrier stopped her from stepping any further, despite Halvatt being able to easily cross. Promising to help her make it past, Halvatt then ventured deeper into the field in search of a solution, where he came upon a dense white mist. It was there he would meet his biological father, Actae, for the first time.
The reunion was far from joyful. Actae harshly berated Halvatt for his 'weakness' and 'emotional volatility', mocking him for his failures and insignificance, and for the first time in his life, Halvatt found that he could not simply destroy the one who insulted him.
Getting angrier and angrier, Halvatt hurled an onslaught of fiery attacks at the strange man, all to no effect. As he watched and laughed at the boy's pitiful state, Actae walked up to Halvatt and asked him how he would feel if the girl he cared for so much saw this side of him: how would he feel if he could see the uncontrollable fear in her eyes?: how would he feel if Actae brought her here and ended her life right in front of him?
Such a question unleashed something hidden deep within Halvatt. Every bit of magic he could muster erupted from his body, unleashing the largest wave of destruction he had ever created. Within seconds, he had turned the entire pocket dimension into a charred wasteland, leaving nothing behind but a bleak, unfeeling world of white.
In the aftermath and on the brink of death, Halvatt realised that even with everything he had, he could not destroy the threat in front of him. Instead, he just destroyed the only friend he had ever known. Actae, however, seemed amused by the boy's despair. Suzansa, Actae explained, was a disposable being, just like any other being in the pocket dimension, or even in the world beyond. Suzansa existed when Actae wanted her to, how he wanted her to, and disappeared when he willed it. Watching as his father conjured up clones of Suzansa and killed them over and over again, Halvatt decided to accept death. There was no meaning or happiness left in this life for him. After Actae took his leave and the world began to fade to black, however, Halvatt felt a deepseated longing surface within him. Despite how much he hated himself for it, he realised he wanted to be just like Actae. Someone who never knew fear or uncertainty, someone with everlasting security and confidence that would never be troubled by anything that may come to be. And so, with the last of his strength, Halvatt crawled in the direction he had seen Actae go, determined to find his father. Upon their second meeting, Actae, entertained by Halvatt's antics, decided to take the boy in and see what he would become.
Halvatt's lack of skill, alongside his inherent lack of control, proved to be a painful combination, causing him to sustain numerous injuries from his own magic. And each time, he received further painful punishments from his father for his failures, which eventually led him to a singular, looming question: why was he this way? Seeking an answer, he soon learned that he was considered an incomplete being, that he an unnamed twin, a girl who had inherited the last fraction of his powers that would've made him perfect. With that, Halvatt came to a single conclusion. That girl was the cause of all his misfortunes and hardships, and as the years passed by, that girl became the focus of his hatred, even more than he hated Actae and Lucinda and the rest of the world around him.
He would know no peace until she had suffered every bit of pain he had ever felt. He would make her suffer. And when all that was said and done, he would retrieve what was rightfully his, finally taking his place among the gods as an ascended being. A place that should've been his from the very beginning.