I'm Pythor P. Chumsworth, better known as Pythor, the last of the Anacondrai. I'm no garden snake. I'm as tall as a full grown man, I have arms, a long tail, and jaws big enough to swallow any one and anything whole in one bite. Why else would I be called an Anacondrai?
I'm the last of my tribe. Thousands of years ago we were all sealed in a tomb by that god-damn Master of Spinjitzu. Unlike the other tribes, we had no food. Pretty damn soon we all began eating each other to survive.
I obviously came out on top. Sure, I may be a cannibal, but think of it like this: When your sealed in a tomb with your entire tribe, for one-fucking-thousand years with no food, you do tend to get hungry, and considering the fact that the only available food around is your family & friends, you don't have much choice.
I am now king of the Serpentine. All I need is the Great Devourer, And I will rule Ninjago! And no one, is going to stop me. Not even the Ninja.
Ninjago will once again fear the Serpentine. And I will reign surpreme!
ALL HAIL ME! PYTHOR! KING OF THE SERPENTINE! AND THE TRUE RULER OF NINJAGO!