-Nexus of Creation, The Tree of Life.
A woman wearing a soft blue veil was meditating silently at the foot of an extremely large and ancient golden tree.
She was humming a beautiful melody from a tribe that had long been lost to the sands of time.
The woman suddenly ceased her meditation and a hypnotizing voice could be heard.
"Such a sneaky child you are Samael."
Contrary to the woman's words, she was not upset, in fact she seemed to be the personification of gentleness.
The woman became slightly alarmed however, when she realized there was a soul in her world whose fate she could no longer see.
While she could still see him, it was a bit like watching a movie and she could no longer see the path upon which his actions would take him.
"This… is new."
She wondered just how far this child would go as well as the imprint he would leave on her world.
She knew he was not a malicious child, but a broken one.
"Should I start paying more attention to him?"
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