"Oh, I know you'll be back. You're like a bad penny. And of course I do. I know all your tricks. For instance, I know of the three heavily stealthed constructs that followed you, running on minimal power, to both disguise their signatures, and hide themselves from all perceptions. Right... there, there, and... there." As he says that, he illuminates the areas, where two of his constructs... and one of the male eight-tails are standing. He looks a bit surprised to see the eight tail, but continues on. "Regardless, exactly where you always place them. And exactly as posturing and aggressive as always. What did you call them? Shadow Stalkers? Death Squad? Ahhh, if only you knew where those came from."<br/><br/>He grins and sits back a bit. "Where to begin, hmm? I suppose it's best to set the stage, though I suspect you already know how it goes. We were gods amongst men, once; not quite the gods we are now, of course; nothing from Beyond the planes, there. Just pure, technological might and human ingenuity. We had conquered war, disease, even aging and death itself... of course, you could only have all of that, if you could afford it. And as the geniuses who<em>invented</em>the very best aspects of nanotechnology, genetic engineering, and robotics, why, we were the wealthiest bastards in the system. I owned two entire planets, all my own, and you... heh, you had all your little 'pet' projects."