Never heard o' Sutekh. My Red Daddy be Los', the Crimson King, himself son o' the Crimson Empress who be Atlach-Nacha an' Ungoliant an' Lolth. I be the Anti-Christ o' my whenwhere--an' I be hungry an' a-tired an' alone. *He slumps a bit, no longer the proud young demon prince but just a scared and abused child.* My side hurts--my leg hurts--and I be sick. The worlds aren't kind ta such a one as me.