I was once told a legend, an evil spirit defiled a baby in the mothers womb parting him of the Pneuma (spirit) and devouring it, and slipped the Underworld into his soul and newly shaped skull. The boy was just mindless as he grew but at the age of 5 he tells his mother about this nightmare he had the previous night. He was in his bedroom with his microscopic family (between carpet strands) he kept yelling get back because there was a women throwing dynamite outside the house trying to get in (he could see through walls) the nightmare switches like flipping through the channel on a TV and he's looking at himself in his nightmare, he suddenly is aware that he is watching himself sleep and 3 big eggs come falling covering his whole body then he woke up. The boy snapped up scanning the room quickly noticing that his door was wide open, he saw these yellow eyes with black pupils come out from the corridor and a being forms into a big body and wide head of a static red energy it had arms and legs resemblaning a praying mantis abstract to the dark stalking past his doorway. The boy remembered it till he grew a mature age, learning his whole past life almost at once, and was told by a teacher that a Visitor had a approached him the time of his nightmare and he learned that he was an audience to a Goddess. The young man learned he was bestowed Wisdom of Love, and the evil spirit chained him to Death. He walked fearing no man for his trail was Metaphysical and all could be answered in the hands of Human so long as he was attached to the Matter.

The legend had not ended for this life never ended, but the man was never recorded after this one interaction.