He is the deity of agony and melancholy. Pain and sorrow. An endless dark void of nothingness.
Ironically, if he does become commander of the guard, he just sits on his [censored] all day drinking mead and liquefied sweetrolls.
Sinmir becomes captain of the Whiterun guard when the Stormcloaks take over the city.
No wonder the Dragonborn never actually speaks, cept in an ancient language almost no one else understands. It makes perfect sense!