It was me. I'm the mod of mods.
God-King Petray they called me.
But then your great great great great great great great great great great great grandniece conspired with the eight-hundredth goula of Duncan and had a fish-speaker shoot out a damn with a lasgun, drowning you and decomposing your body into sandtrout which then gave rebirth to the sandworms, beginning the cycle all over again.
It was me. I'm the mod of mods.
God-King Petray they called me.
Can't argue with that...