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"Let there be light,
Go, with the darkness as the runway,
Run through your own way earnestly.
Let there be light,
Towards the despair a step away,
Believing in the glory two steps away."

Fire blazed in Let There Be Light's hide the moment he was born. Not a fire of scorching summers, nor a fire of his ginger fur - a fire of grit that shook him awake the moment the primal cub opened his eyes. His first breath did not come easy, and the Sangoma of the pride he had belonged to near missed it, declaring the cub deceased prematurely.

But his first breath was a mighty one.


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Old name: Polum'ya Skhodu

You sit there, trying to wake up from your nap, and suddenly Polum'ya Skhodu challenged you to a duel! Seriously dude...can't it wait a bit?

Polum'ya Skhodu runs up to tussle with you for a bit before running off again, always looking for adventure.

Polum'ya Skhodu walks up to you and suddenly rips a huge fart. He runs away laughing madly...WTF.

You were quietly stalking a lizard for fun...when suddenly, Polum'ya Skhodu charged in and tore up everything trying to catch it! Well, that was still entertaining, at least.