"Sure, but I get a question afterwards." Vernon sits down, putting his legs out in front of him. He then looks at his gauntleted hand, with a somewhat distant look in his eyes. "Back before Luis became... whatever it was they called him before he died. He and I had one last fight. My mind was being torn apart by Insanity, and the Summoner's stupid Chaos magic tricks. I lost control of myself, and wound up calling my ship to do bombing run on what I thought was an empty field that he and I were fighting in, just outside the Capital. Turns out, I was being tricked by both the Chaos and Insanity, and I had just bombed a shanty town of innocent people..." He pauses, as if to reflect or internally scold himself for being so blind. He then speaks more. "So, Luis went all out. He wound up killing me by crucifying me with flaming spikes so that the Imperium wouldn't hunt me down. But, before he did that, Insanity and Chaos took over my body with Despair, and wound up leaving, they tried to take Luis, but failed. They were then reduced to nothing but a spectral suit of black armor, and a black bastard sword. Luis took my armor, and made some modifications to my cannon. Once I revived, I found the modified suit of armor, and Luis was gone. Next time I saw him, he was on the Harbinger's ship. After that, I went to his grave. I paid my respects, and began to walk away. But I heard, or rather felt, somebody or something telling me to go back. Hovering above his grave was a blue flame, and a message left for me. He told me to grab it, and what it did for me. So, now, whenever R&D isn't exerting too much power, and I'm wounded, I'll be engulfed in blue flames. But, I can have the power to control and shape ash into whatever I can imagine, and I can control fire..." Another pause. And then a question: "So, my turn. What happened to [i]your[/i] eyes? They seem.. almost lifeless. Like your very soul's been stolen from you."