“Hmm...” Set thought on the human’s thoughts on his name and shrugged a bit. Catholicism was a young religion. He’d seen its creation, its humble beginnings, as well as watched its evolution to the totalitarian. It was not unlike any other religion of man before. It grows as more people search for meaning in their short lives, only for its true nature to be bastardized by those praying on these lost souls. It’s reached a new peak, even he could see that, but it won’t be long before it died out like all the rest. Just like the Roman Empire and all their ideals spread far throughout, only to eventually shrink in size to that of a boot. Just like the Mongol empire, the largest the planet had ever seen in its existence when man had begun to roam the earth, but even it fractured and dissipated. The loss of ancient Egyptian worship to the Islamic faith. Nothing left of the Babylonians beyond old scripts found in the dirt.<br/><br/>He’s witnessed the cycle begin again and again, yet it always ends the same. He shook his head, feeling a pit of despair open up inside of him. He wished to sink in it, wishing there were more that could be done, or at the very least find some way to run away. Looking on as an observer to the constant demise of man was taking its toll...if it hadn’t already exhausted all his energy. But then, a thought flitted past his mind. The youth who had given him the name that started this path of reflection. A small smile played on the corner of his lips as he remembered why he continued. Humans, though misguided, were still evolving, still learning, and with each new generation, becoming wiser. He’s seen that too.<br/><br/>“A boy...gave me this name...a long time ago when I had none. Perhaps it is Christian in its nature,” he nodded in solemn agreement, “but the slight difference might be what...Sets me apart from what’s considered traditional.” While the pun was unintended, he heard it as it passed his lips and he couldn’t hide the smirk.