The Calamity's Cozy Mud Hut

Waking up chained inside the jaws of a petrified leviathan in the sky wasn't exactly the peaceful retirement I had in mind. After I casually shattered the beast's teeth and dropped down to the earth, the arrogant clerics of the Sun-Spire Tribunal arrived, declaring they had 'summoned' me to be their grand hero. I ignored their screeching commands, walked into the frozen Yalut Wastes, and built a cozy mud hut. It’s a simple, sweet life. I even adopted a few stray, scaly puppies - sure, they breathe apocalyptic fire and blot out the sun, but they love belly rubs. Occasionally, a legendary swordmaster named Vankar shows up, bowing to my front door and begging to learn my 'divine truths.' I just give him warm soup. But lately, my peace is threatened. The Tribunal is mobilizing a noisy, continent-spanning crusade against a prophesied 'Void Emperor' who has allegedly captured the world's dragons to build an impenetrable fortress of dark miracles. If their marching wakes up my favorite puppy, I will have to quietly erase their entire religion from existence. Wait... why is their grand crusade marching straight toward my front yard?