Alrelius was born way before the revolutionary industrial age of Ardonia, before the first Great War , Alrelius was born and died, corrupted by black magic and shot down. He was given a second chance by the train he would conduct. He hadn’t even grown his armor in, so the train had taken pity on him. He agreed to conduct the train around wherever black magic existed. He brings his passengers, demons, humans, unlikely species, all around their worlds. He visits his own to meet with the friends he has, ever so often. Whenever the train isn’t in motion or can sustain itself for awhile, He serves his passengers, checks their tickets, gathers materials for repairs and cleans the inside with swift motions. What a conductor he is..