Our overlord. He is eternal. We shall follow him into the
light and watch the world burn beneath our
feet, but we will stay living under the rule of our
King.
"Rum is our
King."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, but only on Sundays because that's when we feed him."
"What?"
"Yeah, he only likes pine seeds and blackberries."
"What is he, a
bird or
something?"
"Yes."
"I-"