Draiss drifted down closer, his head shaking. "I know none of this. Who was I? Who was my beyonder?"<br/><br/>His beyonder, as it had been after the fight where the E'Lune had interfered in his mind, refused to speak to him, but it was a little different now. Before it had felt like a coma, now it felt more like the beyonder was resting, regaining its energy, and only stirred when something interesting happened. "What was my beyonder's purpose in coming here? What was all eight of their purposes?"