"Let's get this over and done with. I do not have much time to spare. I was once Ebijac, a god. I partook in the CPS as it had begun to trend. I sponsored about dozen mortals who started a small village, and lived a simple life. But then came Jeju. He offered his subjects triple their usual points for the pillaging of my village. They did so. Killing all the men and boys, burning the village down, raping all the woman and girls before making them sex slaves. To tip it all off they took a new born to raise him as one of their own.
"The anger had already begun to build inside me, but Jeju's act let it all out. I openly sided with the Titans. When my siblings found out they mocked me, but then I brought plague to Jeju's men. This enraged them. So they punished me, forcing me to become a mortal. Something they cannot do to the Titans. Now I am forced to live infinite lives. Reincarnating over and over again.
"Now ask me again. 'Why do you hate the CPS?' Because it is the very bane of my existence."
Irt'Vin had begun crying, and Yhew'Rena soon followed. Beau'Trian looked at Ebijac with a menacing gaze and even Zan'Iza's friendly face had become cold.
Kin'Nis however burst out laughing.
"That is the sickest, most outrageous bull sh*t I have ever heard."
"Kin'Nis! No swearing. As for you Ty'Maign, how could you tell such a tale to children... How could YOU tell a story like that? You are a child for goodness sake!" Zan'Iza said.
Ebijac stood, brushing himself off.
"As I said, I am not a child. I have been alive for hundreds of thousands of years. Long enough to see Pitalcian in its former glory. Do you know whose temple this once was?"
"..."
Even Kin'Nis had stopped laughing. Ebijac held a straight face, with a snarl.
"This was once the temple of Atar, Titan of parenthood. Fitting for a house filled with orphans. We can continue debating if you like, but at the moment I have much to do in order to reclaim my celestial status."
Ebijac turned to leave the room, but he was stopped. Chains made from pure light came from nowhere and wrapped themselves around Ebijac causing his muscles to spasm. He could not move.
Everyone looked in awe to Zan'Iza who radiated the same light as the chains.
"Ty'Maign. Do you know what I have conjured?" Zan'Iza said.
Ebijac grew a sly smile.
"Iranik's binding. It forces the opponent to tell you the truth as well as preventing them from escaping."
Zan'Iza nodded.
"Right, but it only works as long as your mental stat is lower than mine. If you were really a God than the chains would not work on you."
Ebijac grumbled. He does not need a reminder of his poor stats.
"That is because I am now a mortal. My siblings stripped me of my celestial power. Of course now that you have these chains on me, I might as well use them as an alibi."
Ebijac then said the same story as before word for word.