“It is odd what love can do to us. It can turn us into heroes or it can change us into villains. For Rikard Harkonnen, it was the latter.”- Excerpt from “The First Immortal”
In order to understand Rikard’s Lament, we must first study the man, Rikard. Rikard’s life before the age of thirty is nothing but shadows and dead ends. No one knows where Rikard came from, who his family was, and whether or not he was actually real. Rikard’s history is only clear during his thirtieth year of existance.
Living in the humble village of Le’urm, Rikard was a man who dabbled in just a little bit of magic. Thankfully, no one of the village ratted him out to the Council. Rikard did not want to leave this village, he did not want to become part of an organization that was shrouded in too much secrecy. Despite his desire to keep his magical abilities a secret, Rikard was studying something larger than he could ever imagine, the ability for immortality.
Immortality was widely considered false science, thrown away by the masses. Rikard believed, however, that there was a formula for immortality. Days turned into weeks, into months, into years as Rikard sat in front of his board, studying the symbols and measurements as if the hundredth time would finally give him the answers he was looking for.His reason for wanting to solve this formula was simple, love. Rikard had loved a young village woman who was not only raped, but torn into pieces literally right in front of his very eyes. Rikard wanted to bring her back, even if the gods would be yelling at him for tampering with their work.