I am a Segonian revolutionary. We Segans will rise up again one day and claim back what is rightfully ours!
I was born into a rich Nintendioan family, though many of my friends were Segonians. I then shared citizenship between Sonaria and Nintindoa. After some time I defected to Microsofia. Then, after realizing my folly, I returned to Nintendoa. They accepted me with open arms, forgiving of my mistakes. Then, after many moons, I stumbled upon an ancient Segonian archive. I was enthralled by the history and culture. Now I lead a small but fierce group of men against the mighty nations of the world.
"Segonians, what is your profession?"
"War, war, war"
You see my friends, I brought more soldiers than the other nations.
We will hold them at the cliffs, where numbers count for nothing. I will take a group of 300 of the finest Segonian men, all with sons to carry on their name.
Mad man, you're a mad man," say the others.
"This is blasphemy, this is madness," they continue.
I respond, "Madness? This is SEGON!!!!!!!"
