The first beginning is hard to remember, beings like him and Yamamoto or even that pretender King of the Quincy. They span so far back that time itself seems forgetful of them, playing a part is hard for anyone. Hulderic was born well before Yswach was even a glint in anyone's eye. Considered to be the oldest Pureblood in existence, he's also by many considered the strongest of his race. Hulderic lived in an age when the world tried to kill people, his parents were beings of little to no importance. He devoured their souls as he did many others to stay alive, feasting seemed the best way to kill the time. But he hungered for more, wanting to become more and see the greatest of all chaos. Something could be gained from such an ending, of course their was much to do. Destroyer of Worlds, Bringer of Darkness, and the he who stood at the beginning. Hulderic was the first of his kind, the first male pure blood. He gained many powers over the centuries he spent waiting. The eons that it took for him to devour the souls and essence of creatures. Yswach was a baby in his crib before Hulderic, but even these things have uses. Hulderic decided to make a gambit, he created a shell. A creature to be his vessel, now their were risks. So many that a being couldn't count. Many social disorders that could pop up, but this little dummy would play it's role to perfection. Garner the trust while you slip into the madness and darkness. Awakening the World Eater and allowing him to return to the fields of war. The Father of Anarchy was something Hulderic earned the name for. Many Quincy consider him just a myth, finding the shell to be the real thing. Hulderic's bid had been more than successful. He earned the trust of Raiki Lync, killing a Vasto Lorde with a single shot. He fooled his parents using this shell, creating a past all it's own. Fighting like a demon incarnate, earning a reputation that would pale in comparison to the monster beneath it all. Hulderic did indeed emerge for a moment to kill Yswach, to devour his soul.
The shell he created suffered a great deal of damage of just his emerging through it. He couldn't avoid the amount of damage that shell took, it was only through this he was able to find what he thought truth. The shell was worth an bit of salt perhaps it was good he'd built it so well. His immense power was cracking it like it's existence didn't matter. Though the shell was able to endure from the pressure it misunderstood, assuming Yswach was behind this. Such a naive outlook was something he couldn't help but find cute. But none the less the play was fun, he'd not had this much fun since he'd killed those people and sunk the city. Not to mention when he destroyed those people within the tall buildings. His destruction wiped out entire civilizations, the eater of worlds. Hulderic's name was wiped from history by the Vandenreich. They were to do it secretly and it was done to perfection, it allowed him to build a perfect mask. Allowing him to blend among heroes and never be noticed. Their are many things that were never mentioned about his skills or the facts of Hulderic's prowess as a warrior. He was capable and deadly that was something people would never realize.