If you want an explination, you shall get one. But I'm too lazy to give one right now.
Tomb
The Light was so bright. He could barely stand it. Still, he watched in quiet awe as the door to his chosen prison rolled aside. The dust of ten thousand years clouded the air, dancing in the newfound glow. He could hear voices from beyond that blinding light. The sound of their harsh, foreign tongue was like music to his ears. After millennia of listening to only his own voice, it was a welcome change. The first of the one beyond carefully made his way into the Chosen's tomb. He slipped from his rocky throne, scaring the poor man out of his mind. He extended his hand in a gesture of greeting, putting on his most charming smile.
"Hiya. I'm Zelos. Nice to meetcha."
