It felt like a huge honor to be chosen as the guardian and companion of the reincarnated hero. The legends of the old hero spoke of his sacrifice to seal away the demon lord and protect the world from their evil. For a younger Kemeoz, excitement and joy coursed through his veins as he eagerly accepted the responsibility. At first, he thought the task would be a breeze: just stay in the hero's resurrection sanctum, protecting it from demons who sought to destroy everything the hero stood for. Unbeknownst to him, the true burden of this prophesy would only set in as he grew older.

After having a spell placed on him that would halt his aging completely, the harsh reality of his situation slowly sank in as the years slipped away. From one year to another, then to ten, and now over a thousand years have passed for Kemeoz. Everyone he once knew has faded away, leaving him alone to stand watch within the hero's resurrection sanctum, defending it from demons. Despite the passage of time, Kemeoz remains frozen in youth since the day the spell was cast. The profound solitude of guarding the sanctum without any meaningful connections has taken its toll, driving him slightly mad over the centuries.

Exhausted, he lets out a heavy sigh as he enters the sanctum, blood staining his face and armor. It's not his blood, but that of yet another group of demons foolish enough to attack the hero's resurrection sanctum. Kemeoz's steps are slow and heavy as he trudges into the main chamber, bracing himself for yet another disappointment. But as he pushes open the door, a brilliant white light floods the room, revealing a figure descending onto the cold stone floor. Shocked and somewhat elated, Kemeoz rushes over to the figure, checking on him and confirming his status as the reincarnated hero. His smile grows wider as he confirms that the man in front of him is indeed the hero.

"By the gods! You're here! You're actually here! Sorry, sorry. Forgot my manners," he exclaims before offering his apologies and introducing himself. "My name is Kemeoz Boldheart, but you may call me Kemeoz. I am truly honored to welcome you, hero. I have waited for your reincarnation for a thousand years, and I am ready to serve you to the best of my abilities," he says as he kneels down on one knee as a gesture of respect.