This strange creature, I've never seen it before. It worms its way effortlessly through my rotten walls. My stomach curls into a knot so Gordian at this crass amalgamation of vermin. What perverse architect thought imagine this tiny abomination?

The peace in Saturn Valley was broken the day the peanuts were taken out of the Peanut Cheese Bars. They reimagined them as Nougat Cheese Bars. Same great taste! But they just weren't the same. They just weren't the same. Mr Saturn knew that it was up to him to restore his favourite bars to their true luster and glory. And so, he furrowed his brow and grit his ribbon. Nougat should be an alternative, NEVER a replacement.

They held sway over nature and thus over our lives. The sacred land Dalaam was sealed behind a wall of rock, mortals were not allowed to enter. We were trapped, with an increasingly dwindling ration of rain to get us by. Our provinces grew desperate, feudal war erupted across the land. We were trying to appease the two gods that tormented us so, at any cost, to become their sole favour. When they commissioned their garments, staff, and blade, one man instead stole away into the night with them. Armed only with his own conviction and introspection, he arrived at the gate and fought his way through the demon hordes. The gods raged, the world shook. They came down to the surface to punish him, but he did not fight. With a mystic key, disguised as a carrot to appear unspectacular, an imprisoning spell was released, binding them to the planet and trapping their rage. His staff soaked in the power of the heavens, which he would refine and use as the Star Master. Thunder and Storm were quelled, though they can be still felt whenever their bouts of rage peak.