I was the first. But not the original. I am the god of this land, my fist flies through trespassing fools, you will join the army of souls, you lived your life, now you'll be filled with strife. You'll be drowning, drowning, sinking, sinking at the thought of my wrath. I am matured from my original form, but do not think I will allow you to live and that I am merciful. I am here for curiosity. Humor me, if you will.. perhaps you'll live long enough to see the end of your life.