As a warlock there are many mysteries that plagued me and many more that join their ranks. Even my death and now my life again are mysteries I hope to one day solve, and that in time i may figure out who I was before all of this, but today a mystery possible as old as time has found its way into my psyche and even this question stumps my trusty Ghost. The Guardians and our connection to the Vex... The very mention of Vex send many of my comrades into a frenzy of heroic stories of defeating hordes of Vex against all odds. The stories are all the same. But mine is different. You see, a stranger came to on venus months ago. She was not forged in light. Her words haunted me for months. Nights ive spent sleepless, between battles, deciphering her words. She said that we must all choose a side, even if its the wrong one. Was she talking about me? Am I on the wrong side? Later the queen called me it. The fallen call me the darkness? They consider us the army of the dead. What am I. So many questions and not enough answers. Which brings me to my point. Are the vex us from the future? Am I just a "Vex" forged in light or am I actually forged in darkness? Or maybe I am just the third player amonst many in this gamr of gods and legends. To the school of warlocks i bid you to always seek the truth, even if that turns us against the traveler. They call me a heretic, some call me revolutionary. I simply just desire to guide us to the truth. Fight on Guardians, for the light, for humanity. Even for the preservation of all life and races we must fight back the darkness... ...and never forget to keep am eye on the traveler...