Being. It was suddenly struck by a sensation. Not not a sensation… sensation itself. The wisp did it's best to put together all the new information it was being giving. Gods? Lost souls? A journey? All of this seemed surreal, as though they had just entered a dreamscape. Was that what this was? A dream? The wisp felt as though that was wrong, as though whatever was actually going on was somehow more grand than a dream, grander than it had the ability to comprehend.

Had it just came into Being? What was it it had Lost? Had it ever been? So many questions and it seemed there was not enough time to answer them all. One thing it was sure of, this presence in front of it standing in the form of a giant, was terrifyingly powerful. It filled him with both hope and dread. Hope that maybe this wasn't a dream and it could go on existing, that this wasn't just a flickering of being in some sort of cosmic play. Dread because maybe it was. Dread because maybe existing was harder than whatever or wherever it had been. Dread and hope for so many things.

The wisps and the Goddess stood in a room that seemed to be illuminated by a large ball of fire higher in the air than it could imagine. Something about it set it's nerves on end. Did it even have nerves? Nonetheless it was unsettling. As it examined the Goddess it felt an odd attachment to her, as though she was fulfilling some kind of purpose it had not know it had longed for. A dream it wasn't sure it had ever had. It knew this was where it belonged, where it had been pre-destined to be. 

It listened to the others questions and her responses absorbing all that it could, though it had no questions of it own. It had come to realize something that had replaced it's earlier curiosity and that was that no matter what it would follow her unquestionably, would lay down whatever life it was given to protect here, for it would not exist without her. It would be let loose as an arrow from a bow, striking the heart of anyone she wished it to strike down.

It then realised it had began a form of worshiping her. But something told it, somewhere deep in the corners of it's being, that that was what Goddesses were for. This wasn't love, then again what was love? It was too complex a question to dwell on. This was loyalty. And it was ready for whatever tasks or tests it was given to prove that loyalty.