This is a backstory draft for a 5e character. This backstory very little relationships, in contrast to Shrasta (Backstory Sample).
Sometimes, sentience is a gift wrought from the hands of fate by sheer willstrength. A monolithic stone, emerging from the furthest recesses of celestial space, reaches towards its first thought.
Years pass. Though these first synapses are awkward and clumsy, but they are no less wholly legitimate.
The monolith endures for centuries. Hurtling aimlessly, each thought becomes more sophisticated from the last, and its velocity feeds its wisdom in a recursive loop.
Eons drip carelessly through the fingers of time. The Evercrag nears deification in its endless wisdom, only to glimpse Truth for a fragment of a moment. Then nothing.
Machalite rises from the loamy soil, a gouging scar of upturned earth leads to his resting place. He rises with no memories, no deep knowledge. Only a longing for the infinite and the eternal.
In time, Machalite’s memories slowly trickle back to him, but incomplete and vague. He loosely understands of the Evercrag and the Great Shattering. He believes the greatest glory of a Remnant is to regain the strength of the Evercrag and ascend as the True Monolith. Each Remnant’s path to the Monolithification is paved differently in their own way, paved with different stones and different patterns, but ultimately all strive towards the same goal.