Tsitua let out an almost-scoff. He knew that question was going to come up. It was not something a Seer ever experienced, a being that exists [i]outside[/i] the threads of fate. But how to answer such a question? 

"Amuné, you have no clue how difficult it is to answer that question." He took a moment to think about his answer as he led the way, "Lord Ketsuoana's real name is Zerusealious. He was born from an Angelic mother and Demonic father.  He had all the strengths of both without their weaknesses. Thus began the Great Conflict. The angels sought to destroy him, seeing him as an abomination. Denosealious intended to gather his son and use him as a weapon. He ended up being recruited by Death himself to work under neutral rule, but that was not enough. To make a long story short, the wars lasted millennia. I fought in some of them under Ket's leadership. When they came to an end, the Archangel Gabriel came to destroy him, but he offered himself up freely. He left with Gabriel, and we didn't see him again for a long time. He only returned within the last year, helping with little pushes like you saw." 

They came to a door of frosted glass that opened up to a sort of garden. Soil had been lain into a recessed floor and grass had been planted. The room was big enough to be a small lawn with a variety of plants from flowers and vines to small trees and mosses. A light in the high ceiling mimicked a sun, emitting the vital radiation for photosynthesis. The air was rich with oxygen, leaving it almost sweet to breath. A small stream was placed on the far side with a short fall that trickled softly against walls lined with velvet-like material to prevent an echo. The room was nothing if not fragrant and peaceful. "It won't help the empty feeling you have, but it will help ease your mind. I feel the same over-sensitivity you do, but with chakras. The lack of life energy around me can get maddening and I can't think, so I com here." He told her. "Have a seat in the grass, and we can talk more." [@shylarah]