Plain Origins

Born in an unnamed temple, this young man lived an unremarkable life. He was very young when people began to realize just how unlike them he was. Theirs had always been a farce. Words without meaning, an image that was created by them. All nonsense in the interest of gaining the coin of others. He was just entering his teenaged years when he manifested his first miracle. He did not know who he prayed to, only that, the wounded man was healed. Soon new schemes were hatched, and Zantin healed for coin, at the direction of his high priest. It never felt truly right though. Years he put up with it, until finally something happened. He caught the high priest praying to still another altar. What was he doing?! He was outraged. Later after he considered his action, it did not come to him that he had enjoyed killing the high priest, but he knew he could not remain. It wouldn't be for some time yet before he realized how much he enjoyed the power he had. He travelled the lands uninterested in the goings on healing others for coin, worsening their conditions if they balked at his price. This went on until one day he found an altar. Something about it called to him revealing its presence, and he found himself in the presence of his god. The revelations went on, and soon he set out. It wasn't long before he found the new temple he sought, and soon he began to plan...