am a nigh silent and solitary drifter; a weak and shallow thing that admires and covets the power of the strong. There is but one thing that I excel in; and as such, I have only one ambition in life: to create a comprehensive, public archive of the ultimate power of humanity. In truth, I wish to obtain this power for myself, but my disposition forever condemns me to naught but failure. I haven't the capacity to wield it — I am too weak.
I will surely live and die without seeing even an ounce of this power operate through me, but the completion of my archive will circumvent this shortcoming, should it later fall into capable hands. By disseminating this information on a grand scale, my record would become a platform whereby the ultimate power of humanity can resonate amongst countless people. By that time, the enemy would be powerless to the wiles of the imbued. The power I wish for us to wield is something that transcends the plane of the tangible. Please, allow my less-than-worthy self to present a few definitions