"Everything disappeared just like that. Every happiness I thought I was finally allowed to have, once again taken from me... and I had enough-- It was time for me to take everything from the world." -- Evans, The Devourer of Gods, Year ????
The grey-skinned giants all lowered their weapons as the feather tattoos that were etched on Van's back revealed themselves to them. Some of the farthest ones even dropped their weapons as their feet very slowly made their way closer to Van.
"Is it true? Has a High Human visited us?"
"I want to look closer!"
"Are we sure he's a high human?"
"Now that I am looking at him closer, he does seem to be human."
The grey-skinned giants then all huddled up, glancing at Van from time to time as they whispered with one another. The only thing that Van could do was stand there, his confusion growing by the minute.
After 3 volumes, Van had finally found his true self.