Walking in the back of the group, Kael thought upon what the other gods have said. He was close enough to the righteous girl and some other individual to hear what they were saying and he overheard their comments about himself. He knew that he favored destruction, for it was so much easier to do that than to create something. With creating even creating a simple tool out of metal, it takes hours and concentration to do while destroying takes but a few moments. However, they were both fulfilling, at least, that is what he had been taught. 

When younger, his mother would always take him out to the world, where they would enter into a group of her followers, people wanting to destroy and also those who wanted only some warmth. In both cases, the group was killed. The ones wanting to destroy, her mother gave nothing but a swift look upon their actions and caused a bit of the fire to light them on fire. But, the group who wanted warmth, she watched. She did not smile, like she ever did, but she watched as the fire spread and consumed the forest and their lives. 

His father, on the other hand, would never go to his followers, but stayed inside his workshop, working on some project. He once entered the room, and his father put him to work on making a plow. It took them several days to do, but it was satisfactory when they were done. 

He continued to walk with the group, but he was silent the entire way, and seemed to be lost in space.