You were the Mad God. Once known for your innocence and lovely nature.. God of Children. You loved all humans.. Until your village was pillaged.

Your children killed. Your people slayed. Your food destroyed and stolen.. You realized that the children you had watched grow.. Would not always be one for you to protect.

That's how you ended up in a cold, Dark temple. Children seem to lose their imagination since you are gone.. You are allowed to call the Gods names.. They always answer. They still respect you.. But..

The blood you splattered would never be forgotten..