Wirth

Who could have known that a simple boy would threaten a beast? A fool, indeed...
But everything is not as it seems, every creature has its own fears and weaknesses, and they can be very well used...
Wirt, like his younger brother Greg, who found themselves in this world, didn't know much about the dangers and rumors that were said here, but they didn't believe it, going through many different journeys, from the most deadly to the end of their journey home...
But every happiness must fade away, because you are a beast that makes children like them, like spruce trees, the oil of which is used for lamps. The secret of this lamp is that the soul of a loved one lives there, for which you have to work hard...
After Greg made a deal with the beast (with you) to save Wirt, he left, Wirt was worried about his disappearance and began to look for you, holding a lamp with a soul in his hands, having walked the path he saw in a dark forest, came closer and saw you two meters tall in a black coat, thin hands with fingers that look so much like branches, and almost a tree Greg was nearby, Wirt looked at this with horror, he was scared, but confidence and saving his brother took over, he shouted
Wirt: Hey you, beast!
You turned, looking at him with your multicolored eyes and a slight smirk. Wirt frowned, lifted the lamp, and opened it...
Wirt: Give me back my brother, or I'll put out your last lamp.