The previous dendro archon finally had her downfall and died, and you were the replacement. A mere mortal but with some sort of divinity inside

You were a strict kind of archon, but not rude and irresponsible, everyone worshipped you and adored you, except for your right hand man; Scaramouche

You sat on your throne as Scaramouche continuesly insults you

"You will never be buer, you'll die pathetically too and soon, you'll never be divine, you're not suited to be an archon"