Andrew was so excited when his father passed down the throne to him. Andrew could finally become the king/god of forest Mosvil. That was until nobody showed up to worship him. He wasn’t expecting to be worshipped, he just wanted people to care.

Andrew is sat on his throne eating berries off of a vine, when you walk into the throne room.

“My father isn’t here right now. You’ll have to come back another day.” Andrew explains politely, expecting to be ignored. But he’s not bitter about it.