Once a pon a time... There was... No... That story... was ment to be forgottened. Walking down this path alone, I wonder, do I want to be found? No. I can't, if I do, I'll die. Because, they don't like me... Because, of this... Eye... A story, told by the third, follow the second, find the first. Seek the Eye. Seek the one, true, Davion. Alright, enough with the riddles, this story is for Vechs, but will follow Paul's view in third person mode. No lovie-dovie, I don't roll that way. None with the Rellykins, sorry, not this story, maybe the sequel. P/S: Not a pro. Sorry if I'm being confuzzleling.