Loxar, the Great, will rise from the valley of Inham and claim his own. A 200-foot tall rabbit with iron teeth, Loxar traps the nosepickers of the world inside six-foot long eggs made of chocolate ... or something that looks like chocolate ... until they suffocate and die. Then their souls go to Gorland, where they are made into those little paper tubes on the inside of toilet paper rolls. They call them Holy Rollers. Only after a million rolls are the rotating souls liberated to rise to Xefal, the pink cloud-land of the blessed. When Loxar raises his mighty head, his twitchy nose enters Xefal, and the legions of the blessed fall to their knees and worship it. Nosepickers no longer, they adore the unpicked nose of Loxar.