I have met with the man who can command lightning in Seattle. However, I have become a vagabond. I have no Earthly possessions as I have no need for them. I cannot return to my old life nor do I need to eat, sleep, or function as a human would. The ring details that I have become a Godslayer, a being capable of killing gods. But I see no path for which a man like me could become one. The man and I have become close, as close as I can let. We speak on things like humanity and what lurks within the underbelly of their knowledge. Demons and monsters. We have only begun our friendship but I have yet to reveal my true nature, a wielder. Dr. Witshire's notes warned that all people will be out for my power; therefore I must not reveal my power. He has invited me to a place far from humanity's eyes and I accepted, for I know not what awaits me. I shall see what befalls me.