I've lost my home. My country. My family...wait...I don't have a family. Not that I would have cared either way since I've been dropped here on Erra. But I recall that peanut head Three and smelly foot Four still owe me half their imperri. Not to mention Ultor STILL owes me that promised piece from Vergil's collection he keeps hoarding. Ahhh...if only I was more manly I could have taken it myself and not put up with him for all those years. But, alas, I digress.

Join me. One. As I travel these lands of Erra to fufill a prophecy laid to me by a fart brain wizard who, by the way, is so untrustworthy and deceitful that I wouldn't trust him to watch my pet rock. Not that I have one mind you. My most important mission is to see these two younglings grow into mighty beasts of manliness to defeat the Great Darkness! There, I must advise, train, and nurture their very heart of hearts to be pure and mighty to stand for the Strangers against these perilous times! In due course, I will have fufilled the prophecy and saved the world!

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