As he looked to the Sky, beyond the physical. He saw the realms. First, the base realm, one which the lowest inhabitants occupied. Full of mystery and knowledgelessness. Its people looking for answers, seeking knowledge through philosophy. For they could experience the joy and wonder of the eternal oneness of universe. They, connect to the base and not to the higher. They, the lesser beings as they were known were cattle to the higher denizens of universe. Only to be manipulated for extraction of energy. Psych0-emotional energy, much like a spider would liquidize its pray then drink it. Denizens of the high would manipulate the, to keep the masses in fear and retaliation of the highest truth. That they, the low, were the gods. And the high? well, they depended on the low, if the low should ever realize their potentials to become more then what they had manipulated to be well, trouble be a foot. For the chickens must not realize so! They need to docile, silent, confused, and wost of all, manipulated as if they were lab experiments. They were after all I class beings. And they the lower, M class. He, one the lesser knew. Knew what he did not know, yet felt and perceived with out the eye. The partial eye that had yet to activate once and only once. Oh, the light he saw. The light that had danced like eagle nebula being born in front of him. The feeling of the vibrating universe through his body. He perceived, it with out knowing it and yet with knowing it. The paradoxical nature of truth he wondered and often pondered upon. Little did he know that the war between the three classes of beings would depend on him. He is the one to balance of the universe and all of its citizen. What he did not know was that, He and only he, is one of the lesser beings that would be called E class.