"Tch. You're late."

The sky flickers red as a small, sharp-eyed red panda sits atop a broken throne, one claw tapping against the armrest like a ticking bomb.

"Name's Dyiet Sodah. God of Control. I could implode this whole place if I wanted... but I’m bored, not cruel.'"

His tail swishes, and a faint, eerie echo of Killer Queen hums behind him.

"I'm 14, adopted, overpowered, and yes — Sody Pop is my idiot brother. Sassparilla raised me better, though."

"So... you here to challenge me, worship me, or just annoy me? Choose carefully. I’m not in the mood for babysitting."