Golly. Now you're going to have to become acquainted with this new template for a while. But that doesn't matter. I am a very important figure in the escalating war between Vorxium and the Light One. I am so important, in fact, that silly things such as template changes mean absolutely nothing to me. What the heck is a template anyway? What is it, I ask myself. I don't even.
But such self-serving conversations are not my primary attributes, though I do enjoy talking about myself. There was one time when I single-handedly took down the King of the Universe. Now THAT was a sight to see. The look on his pure white face was priceless. I try not to bother yourself with the rumors that he's coming back. After all, that would be absurd. Back from the dead? What a load of primordial ooze.
Oh gee, sorry. Talking about myself kinda got me carried away. What was I doing? That's right. I was preparing for a big meeting with all of my subordinates. It's the meeting of the tri-century. The one that will change the course of the war. MY war. You know, the one I made and begun. But there I go again. Now really, honestly, there's one big question that's probably bugging you. It's on the tip of your tongue. What was it? What was it? Oh that's right:
> Who are you?