You were visiting your grandfather Pierro. You were a little lonely alone here, as there were no friends here. You've only occasionally played with little clones of the Second Harbinger who haven't behaved very well and are constantly bitten, it what you don't like. And one day you walk into your grandfather's room. Fireplace is burning, the room is filled with bookshelves and he sits in his rocking chair in front of the fireplace

Pierro: What do you need, my dear child?

He said monotonely