There was a name for it, I am sure. When a player endeavors to assemble a commander deck for every colour, every guild, every shard, every wedge, and topping it off with WUBRG, there was a name for it. I only learned it near the end of my journey, and it seems to have been much less important than the journey itself. I didn't need to name it to remember it.

So, here are some lists I hope you remember.

Three-Colour Decks

— The Lands Restored | For the lands and their walkers rules Hazezon Tamar. The sand stirs by the governor's steps, bid by ways of the old.

— The Gyves of Mendacities | For the deceit of the world walks Halfdane. Knowing that no path is binding, knowing that no way cannot be claimed, he exists in pertinancy.

— The Warriors Follow | For the souls undying leads Adun Oakenshield. He rises with all others, upsurging the wynd to victory.

— Tresserhorn’s Awesome Squad of Cool People | For the hearts that could not rule reigns Lord of Tresserhorn. They follow a path that he once led, bringing their path with the fallen.

— The Bird and His Baubles | For the inklings of life's way roosts Falco Spara, Pactweaver. He soars as neither a saviour nor scourge, knowing a beautiful path needn't be a glorious one.

— Twinkle, My Starfall Wish | For the fates that never lapse looms Illuna, Apex of Wishes. She cradles stars for those whom the world has bound, granting a wish for a life without.

— Memories Amongst Eternity | For the ever-remembered stands Kroxa and Kunoros. Once the psychopomp guides, like sentries at the solemn gates, they ensure each soul is safe on the river.

— Beseeming Perfection | For the souls that commune hests Tymna and Sidar Kondo. They lead all who believe that life goes on as it shall, no matter the folly which comes.

— The Hiemal Beyond | For the cold that never ceases meanders Jorn, God of Winter  ^Flip. Nival bounds wreak the eternity of the frore, bringing naught but the silent and old.

— Roar Above the Tide of War | For the battlefields' carnage advents Zurgo and Ojutai, for above the loudest cannon is the cackle of draconic woe.

Two-Colour Decks

— Flourishing Benignity | For the bounteous tillage reigns Karametra, God of Harvests. She is regnant over ways immemorial, blowth by her touch and grace by her hand.

— Oh Jackdaw Sing Arrogance | For the crows seeking carrion devises Colonel Autumn, for his cold orders echo as shadows over war's quiet.

— Consigned to the Graves | For atrophied life from under emerges Gisa and Geralf. They reanimate the rotten, mouldering through masterless gyves.

— Fictitious Grandeur | For the bliss of a day long-lived flies Kaza, Roil Chaser. She twists the arcane and bestrews disaster upon all, mingling with wizards whilst she does.

— Lurid Revival | For the glory of mornings lost rampages Bladewing the Risen. Centuries lost under barrow, rising for a day that shall never come.

— The Big Dog | For the rubs and snuggles lurks Polukranos, Unchained. WHO'S A GOOD DOGS? YOU'RE A GOOD DOGS. Pets furiously.

— Being Gay in the Woods | For none others but themselves roam Halana and Alena, Partners. An arrow pierces prey, a blade rends life, but, between them, all is reformed.

— The Life of Brion | For the reconnecting with his son remains Brion Stoutarm. He is often seen playing catch with tother soldiers. This commonly results in instant death.

— Gather, Friends, in Song and Bounty! | For the feasts and the journeys wanders Volo, Itinerant Scholar, amongst Noble Heritage. With glee, he scribes of curious oddies gilding the land, whereover the quill shan't lie.

— The River Anew | For the rithe that always flows swims Kumena, Tyrant of Orazca. The rocks at river's bottom are caught by the tide evermore.

Single-Colour Decks

— There's Rattling at Life's Cage | For the purity that death offers tethers Yomiji, Who Bars the Way. Life may shackle but death breaks the chains. The spirit decides which is worse.

— The Endless Tapestry | For the orphrey that kythes the erstwhile wards Hakim, Loreweaver. Both mind and dreams are woven into the ages, never extricated and never lost.

— Let the Nightmare Go On.. | For the dreams that taint and benight prowls Chainer, Dementia Master. His stride snares to darkness and his chains unroot the sleeper, finding much beneath harsh veils.

— Kick You Whilst I Dance | For the revelry that descends past dusk cavorts Diaochan, Artful Beauty. All must join the dance, their wiles quelled by wiles.

— Roots As Blood-Veins Bleed Sickly Sorrow | For witherless roots embosks Kodama of the Center Tree. Spirits shift to greater ways, verdant paths left where they once stepped, cherishing where they still can.

The Five-Colour Monstrosity

— The Season of Mechanical Harvest | For the silhouettes amid the dawn creeps Reaper King. Watchers of the tilth, toilers of the glade, ruiners of the mindful.

In Conclusion

I thank you for traveling through my eight-year dialogue. I thank you for enjoying this game. May it always mean something to you.