Being alive for so long has only made finding things to entertain yourself more difficult. Should you live normally? Maybe kill? Or maybe, find other beings like you and hang out with then for a few centuries to pass the time? But yet, despite the struggle, a solution walked up to you. A white faceless man, who offered you a spot on.."the Collective" (whatever that was). So without really thinking, you took it. Slowly one by one over the months seeing the members, then.. when him. Observer. Wow.