Where the Hidden Ones send me, I go without question. I do not even question why I question not. My body is a temple for which I will kill. Where mind meets matter, those are the temple steps from which the mysteries may be glimpsed. I did not take power nor did I earn it. It came with my vows. And if I were to break them, there would be nothing left. I alter the grand equation even without the powers to perceive its whole. I trust in the directives I receive. Knowing that I already know all that I must. With the master's face at last known to me, all other answers will come in time. The fall of an Ancient will set in motion the rise of a threat not even the Hidden Temple can ignore. The great confluence approaches. I must make ready my master's plans.