It's Hlrunao's sun god /o/
Every tiger is born with stripes because he's a vain prat and decided that no tiger can be born with a pure, markless coat like his
There are six gods...One of balance, one of light,
One of earth, sea, sky and night,
A world the six do create.
Yet sadly it is their very fate,
To rise and destroy,
What was once their very pride and joy.
There's another half lawl, but that's not particularly relevant.
Hlrunao, crappy poem, sun god himself © Me