And so history came to pass. The humble farmer of meagre origins carried on his noble quest of notifying the people of his land. Meanwhile in Pandora, in the great forum, two men stood and exchanged their passion for all to see. The great Ginrai, a man who claimed to be a living god, stood forth in his grand suit of metal and took the great Book of Faces. His nemesis, a man of no name, but said to be of unknowing deepness simply watched as Ginrai set alight to the great Book of Faces. The halls of the Great Forum shook, and the mortal god proclaimed the hallowed tome a falsehood for no man to follow. And as the sound of hatred echoed across those halls, the fire in his earhtly eyes burned brightly and resonated darkly within the spirit of every man.
The being of great depth simply smiled. On this day of reckoning, the man of great depth simply stood and spoke to the mortal, and so it came to pass that on this day, the day of reckoning - the fate of all humble farmers was brought forth under the flames of vengeance.