Lord of Death, Breath Life, Arbiter of Justice, Elder of the Ancient Ones, Patron of Champions, Lonely One, Master of War, Midwife of Stars, God of Fire.
Born as one of the first of his kind he watched from a lightless rock still forming into a planet as the reason for his eyes first came into existence; light was being born. Over time he learned that his existence was brought into being by the Universe itself in order to oversee and guide the new forms of life emerging with these, the First Stars.
He remains without a consort to share his eternity with and still searches, holding out hope that he will find someone... Though he has had no luck thus far, only fleeting relationships that never last for too long.
He currently holds Wave's body in suspension due to her death having been brought about too early; her time is not up and Pyre knew this, choosing to open one of the Gates to Midnight in the hopes that the Elder would save her. Her shade follows Midnight around and keeps him company.