Our great and almighty, the one and only, the whole enchilada, WOSH. He was born from the seven
stars colliding in one amass of great spectral illusion. The impact awoke him from the reapening of the hearkens
peak, such things can only be
seen once a universe is born. Praise be, wheymen.
1:
Yo did you
see that spakin picture of our
lord WOSH hanging in the ballroom?
2: Ye boy, sure did, praise be my wosha.