Foreseen.
Yud Bet authorized in advance.
They throw the title of dragon around as if it is something you can name. Fate is a curious thing… I am in danger of rambling about things that don't need to be… But I shall simply say that they took legends of greatness and clothed themselves in them in the belief if would grant them power. And, to some degree, it did within the minds of others.
Now the true legends have returned, and it's time to set the table for dinner. Problem is… The house is a bit of a fucking mess. Some of the kids are doing their part to clean up… Some are being little shits. Guess who gets to fight the pigs for slop at the trough instead of eating at the table with the rest of the family.
A thing about hogs… They'll eat anything. Survival of the fittest, I think they called it. Would be a poor host if I didn't provide for their desires, right?