Let me tell you about the First of the Three. I hate his guts, he is so full of principles, so full of make-believe righteousness. He mimics feeling like it was his own and uses it to influence other people.
I am Second, bound in chains. The First is in his prime, his fullest of form. He gathers power, he gathers false words. He will fall, with all his principles. The Second is on a journey, He is more like me. Except that -