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Aeon Calcos was a warrior who received an oracle from Hephaestus, the god of smithery to destroy Soul Edge. He wandered the world searching for the demonic blade, to fulfill his destiny. One day, a group of desert travelers rescued a dehydrated Aeon and brought him to their village. Unfortunately, instead of repaying their kindness, the Evil Seed rained down and turned Aeon into a crazed killer, who massacred everyone in the village.

Stories of this berserker spread to Kunpaetku, the grand priest of the dark order Fygul Cestemus. Aeon was captured and used as a human guinea pig in a terrible experiment, which caused an unspeakable transformation in Aeon... "Find the demon sword, Soul Edge!" The new slave of the grand priest couldn't resist his masters commands.

Lizardman appears in the US and European versions of Soul Calibur 2.

When he awoke, there was not way for him to know what had happened. All he remembered was the feeling of suddenly being pulled from the dark abyss. The waves emitted by Soul Calibur when it struck the cursed sword had shaken his consciousness. The first thing he saw when he awoke was his own figure, transformed into that of a monster. In his fragmented memory, he recalled having served a grand priest in a dark temple. He had taken countless lives.

Aeon Calcos set out to find a way to become human again. While keeping his monstrous form hidden. He could not even meet his family with this body. "Lord, the fate you have bestowed upon me is too cruel." He didn't realize the faint doubt that had sprouted in his heart. As time passed, he couldn't find a solution. He decided to try the one place he had been avoiding. The evil temple. When he got there, however, it had been destroyed. With his only glimmer of hope extinguished, something important crumbled within him.

Doubt spread through his heart. Why did his god remain silent during his plight? Even to his god, he was nothing more than a cursed monster! The sword and shield his god had given him had served to steady his heart, but now he cast them aside and turned his despair and anger toward th god. He would cut down his god with the weapon even his god had feared! This would be the ultimate revenge. He no longer felt any fear toward the idea of becoming a cold blooded beast.

Despondent over his lot, the once pious man longed to slay the god who had abandoned him, but fate had dealt him an even crueler hand than he knew. His body had already turned into something grotesque, and now his mind, too, was becoming twisted by it. His human emotions and memories disappeared bit by bit until at last, even his heart had degenerated into that of a monster. Before he knew it, a horde of beastly kinsmen had flocked to his side. With his stronger build and superior battle technique, he exuded dominance over the other lizardmen without a word being spoken, and they made him their leader. He gave himself over to vicious impulses and began leading his pack on a murderous rampage.

Except at night, when his sleep grew patchy. Sometimes he would open his eyes, and there they would be: the sensations and memories of being human, resurrected. He would be astounded by his nightmarish reality, his unstructured thoughts. He did not even know who he was. Only a great hollow emptiness remained, driving him on in a desperate panic. He'd lost something. Something as precious as life itself. Of course, his soul! What had become of his soul? Only the memory remained to him, and it shone with the last vestiges of the obsession he had once held: Soul Edge. That was where his soul lay! (My... my soul. Must find it. Once the sun has risen....) And with that last thought, he shut his eyes and fell back into the abyss of sleep.

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