They call me the monarch of the dead, the immortality of life, the trampler of all things, the whistlebrating souls, and the whistlebrating war. They say that I control all spirits, tear up my destiny, break up shackles, and oppress all living beings. They satirize me for using blood as bait, using famine and war to weave the end of the world. They slander me for using fear as a sword, and interpreting the end of the dusk with cruelty and indifference. They describe me as bringing destruction, carrying hatred, scattering anger, spreading despair, wanton arrogance, forever rejecting confusion, and extremely arrogant. They are just