When the Earth was just water and wind and humans roamed the seas in lonely tribes, there was one man who was superior to the rest. He was of a dark complexion and a redder hair. He had a forked tongue and towered above the others. He was of the Kiva tribe, a tribe of only one. Many tribes avoided him, but some worshiped him like the God he was meant to be. The Pueblo nation made him their guide, and in return he gave them a home that they will always have. The Sioux tribe treated him with a warrior's respect, and in return he made them the best warriors of all the tribes.
Eventually the other tribes recognized his power, and they too began