I made a grave mistake month prior. The man who commanded lightning and deemed me "worthy" to enter a place amongst Gods and Men was not as idyllic as it sounds. That man's name was Thor and he took me to Asgard where I was forced to defend myself against powerful beings. They knew what I was and wanted Shadowplay. I fought beings such as Odin and others. I almost did not survive. I know my limits but my rage at my defeat only grows and I have soured. My escape back to what they call "Midgard" was not as smooth as my entry into Asgard. I am wounded deeply but I was reminded of kindness by a woman doctor. Rita Flores and I discovered I fell from "Heaven" in Santa Monica, California. She has been kind and sweet, but I do not believe I can trust anyone. I handed it out too easily and it cost me dearly. However, she reminds me of my mother. A doctor, she was and her passing was the beginning of my proverbial bottle of emotions. Shadowplay states that I need to heal, for the first time, advising me to form something with her as she will be useful. I don't deny it and I let her into my life, as I had done with a woman before.

And I am reminded of how I gained Shadowplay, to begin with.