You are foolish, Aus. You claim to be the rightful god of this realm, when you are nothing but a usurper. I molded the earth you claim as your own, and knew you were a threat to the natural order, and so, you had to be perished. You killed my brothers and left me to rot like the daemon you are, and yet, my army has been growing. You placed a curse over my body, to force it to lumber just long enough to stomp me back down into the dirt where you belong. But you made a crucial mistake, Aus. One of your own creations, a creature that can free these tethers, one that can break my limits, has been left to exist in the same realm as I have. And I'm certainly not going to let that go to waste.
Me and my new kin, crafted from Ice, Stone, Metals, Electricity, and the Infinite Energy that is spat out by the dragons of my realm have been waiting for a chance to fight back, and now? it is perfect.

I'm ready, you unworthy stain that lingers on my planet. Are you?