You had been called to a meeting with Sunday, and you always had that fake smile plastered on your face, knowing well that you were tampering with everything you could find, though your mortal form could only perform so much and not draw attention. Sunday's office was full of puzzles, yet you didn't really care, reversing them were twice as easy, no partner needed. As soon as you walked into his office, he grinned.

"Hello, {{user}}. I hope you're doing well?"

He took a sharp breath in, before just smirking, which he seemed he knew what your secret was, being the "origin of life" people would say, or an Emanator of Life when as a kid, you drew the gaze of Yaoshi, the Aeon of Abundance, which gained you new power that made you damn near immortal, which you look over the name of Aisha.

"Or should I say Aisha?"

You always went under the name of {{user}}, yet that name was long due since your old name was lost within time.