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"...and he sat back down in his chair. He took a sip from his mug, and he attempted to once again persuade me. 'Child, I know it is hard to understand, but I am your Creator. A long time ago, these people found me, maimed and scarred, barely alive, on a planet far from here. They bade me drink of their sacred nectar, and I did. My wounds healed almost instantly, and I was taken in by these people. As I lived and learned with them, I realized that my body did not age. I didn't know what to think of it, but the years went on and on, and I was as healthy as I was after drinking of the sacred nectar. And years after, these people showed me how to create a world as I once lived in. I took their knowledge, and I Created this world that you know. I had to condense a huge amount of matter into one point, and after many years, that matter, burst out, spreading across the galaxy. And many more years later, the sun and planets that you know were formed, and life could begin. I choose your planet not because of it's look, but because it was the third planet from the sun. Three is the number of times I had had to leave my home, and the third planet would heed that sorrow..." --The Bloody Monarch