It was a long time ago. I was told of a prophecy from a Toasterian witch. "æμÿ¶「ߧ¦" she scribbled down onto a scroll after chanting a some jumbled noises. She ordered me out of her hide tent and told me to never return back to her; I drew my blade at her neck and threatened her to order me, the High King of WinRawria, to leave anywhere in MY lands of WinRawria. She slowly backed down and I withdrew from her tent. I looked down at the scroll now clutched in my hands, and set out to find somebody who could decifer the strangle symbols. I searched all of WinRawria, all of Toasterea with no luck; I had given up and decided the scroll was worthless. Until one day, a feeble man trotted up to my throne and announced to me he could read the scroll. I was doubtful, and asked for the man's name. "I am the mighty Toaster, The one who wielded the mighty Butter sword of Destiny". My eyes opened wide and I led him to my secret chambers. "Nobody has seen you since your exile, oh Great One. Where have you been?" I frantically asked. "That is none of your concern, now please, show me the scroll". I laid out the scroll on a nearby table, with the symbols showing. They seemed to glow as the Mighty Toaster approached it. "My god..." He exclaimed "this is... My once wife's, work. You need to get out of here, kill her if you must: let nobody know of me". With that, he vanished, I took the Great One's advice and fled as far away west as I could. I came across a field that had a shack and had decided to check it out. As it turns out there was this crazy person who tried to kill me with a pitchfork. Kill the mighty WinRawr with such a tool, bah! With one quick slash his head came rolling to me feet. I left the shack with anything useful i could find, only to be surrounded by these odd beings who chanted i killed their king of Googletopia. I was sure I could take on a few of them, but this many? Never. With that, I ran to find the Great One, Toaster, to help me slay these foul 'google' beasts and set things straight. After many months of searching, i finally found Toaster and asked of his assistance, he denied saying he would never fight again, not after what he did to his Homeland, Toasterea. I begged him and he muttered something. I asked him to repeat himself only to hear "The scrolls prophecy writes you will die here. I will not be a part of it." And he vanished one again. With this in mind, I left everything and realized what I had become, what my fate was. I set out, but this time North, to find someone, something ... Anything that could help me reverse this cruel fate ahead of me. Perhaps I could change the prophecy. Perhaps the Mighty WinRawr will rule again.