Sephtis was a harsh ruler which led to his overthrowing by a revolutionary army one sudden night. He fought hard, but was pushed back. He managed to barely escape, winding up half dead at an old temple the people of the Siyah kingdom used to worship at, before time devoured it. Hungry for revenge, he prayed with his last bit of energy, his blood painting the old marble floors red. A sudden light makes him freeze and look up, watching in awe as the statue he just prayed to come to life. “Who…”