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Gatz shook his head at Quint, letting out a sigh.

"I'm not sure that picking up things from me would be all that healthy for you, Quint. I remember you being there when I explained something along those lines to Morrigan..." The entity trailed off, not wishing to go any further into the subject of his friend's ex-lover. It had been a sore spot Quint ever since the succubus had gone, leaving the island without so much as an explanation. He knew that the alchemist still hoped that she would return some day, but that dream had grown fainter with each passing day...

Deciding that a quick change of the subject was in order, Gatz threw Quint a cheerful wink and launched off a rather loaded question. "So before you take off, answer me something--who exactly do you think 'won' that little bout between the two of us? Me, or Roan?"

Gatz smiled and slowly shook his head, having known that Quint would give him an answer like this. It seemed that his friend still had a few things to learn about war games and such...

"To get technical, it was a draw. I wasn't going all out and I didn't expect to seriously hurt Roan, but it's fairly obvious that Roan didn't throw up everything she had trying to stop me, either," he informed his friend. "She was somewhat correct when she said that the fight was pointless for her. But even though I didn't 'win', though, I learned a lot more about my opponent than she did about me." The entity let small grin spread over his features.

"... Of course, that was one of the reasons I started the fight in the first place. The objective of a fight isn't always a clear and definative victory, Quint. Try to remember that." Gatz rolled off his sleeve and checked an imaginary watch on his arm, then raised his eyebrows.

"--My, look at the time!" he exclaimed, freigning surprise. The mockery was clear in his voice as he continued on. "Won't your employer get upset if she catches you slacking off with your friends like this? You'd better hurry and meet up with her, before she throws a hissy-fit..."

"Then I'd suggest steering clear of Bleu for the time being..." Gatz replied with a soft chuckle.

A dark, looming presence quickly crept up behind Rio, swinging a large mallet labelled '7 tons'. Such was the only appropriate response for an 'all your base' joke, after all.

"For great justice!" Gatz yelled with a grin as the weapon came down.

The plastic gag mallet made a hollow plastic thunk as it smacked into the chair. Gatz his head around to look at Rio, just in time incept the kick with his temple. The entity's neck made a loud popping sound as it it bent at an unnatural angle, the ninja's foot coming away as it did so.

"... You know, you take things much to seriously, Rio," he remarked in a perturbed voice, his noggin still lolling to the side. Gatz snapped his head back into place with an audible crack, then glanced over at the computer on the table. "So out of curiosity, what where you up to down here?"

"That's why porn was invented," he responded without missing a beat. "I even tried to help out with the original concept. Unfortunately for most of civilization Sodom didn't go over very well with 'certain people', so it took awhile for the trend to catch on..."

The entity mulled it over for a bit.

"Given the nature of my... birth, I guess..?" Gatz said, trying to find the right words. "... The question you ask is a complicated one. Would you like the short, simple answer, or the long, complicated, and somewhat more accurate one?"

"Remember, though, that Earth's age all depends on who you ask," Gatz replied with a smile. "I once read an illustrated book on dinosaurs written by a Creationist*. Had pictures of T-Rex and velociraptors running around with the Israelites and everything. It was frickin' hilarious."

The entity took a deep breath--or at least seemed to, since he didn't actually breathe--and began his tale, trying to fill in some of the details of his origins.

"Right, where to start..? You know how a lot of creation myths start out along the lines of 'In the beginning there was chaos, then such-and-such did this and that, and the world came into being?' My roots start right before that part, when everything was just Chaos." He gave the statement a moment to sink in, starting to feel part of his emense age somewhat as he continued.

"Now techinically the 'me' I am today didn't exist just yet at that point, at least to the extent an embryo inside its mother isn't the same thing as a fully grown adult. But there was still something of what I am back then, and a fair amount of it is still a part of me to this day. Some point after that,"--he waved his hand to show that he wasn't being specific--"stuff like Time and Creation started to happen. If you want to go with the Big Bang universe theory, it was roughly 4.5 billion years ago." Gatz continued his tale without pause, as if the last statement had only been a minor detail.

"Stars, planets, and all that started forming. There were also the various great powers of the universe in place--'God' and such--but I can't really say what came first as I didn't really have much cognitive thought at that point. At some point in this the Chaos that had existed started to get irritated by all the Order that was popping up all over. So it interposed its will on the universe and shoved into existence a relatively crude being, formed from a fraction of its essence to act as an emissary of its power and majesty."

Gatz gave his friend a broad and ironic grin, pointing to himself with both hands. "That was me, of course."

"I didn’t really start out with much shape or form. Mostly I was just a hugmongous, nebulous cloud of darkness and destruction, leaving chaos in my wake and feeding off the remains. Gradually I began to emulate the other creatures and spirits around me so that I could interact with them, until I was roughly what you see now. I learned how to keep myself in semi-stable state, anyways, so that I could move around more easily. I still have to concentrate somewhat to keep myself like this, but it comes much more naturally to me than when I first started out."

"At this point though, I was still just an extention of the greater Chaos, and linked to it like your finger is to your body and mind." He wiggled his index finger, emphasizing the point. "So you couldn't really have called me an independant being just yet. That came later, shortly before the division of Heaven and Hell..." Gatz's expression paused as his expression soured, thinking back to times that had been happy, and others that had been anything but. He shook his head and sighed, forcing the air out of his imaginary lungs to do so.

"... I'll leave out the whole sob story that comes later," he told the ninja, starting to finish up, "but basically I had a falling out with my 'boss'-slash-'other self' because I made a personal decision to stay constant about something." He gave Rio a sad and slightly wistful look. "... The unchanging stability of constistancy isn't something Chaos could tolerate. In a very unpleasant experience it attempted to deconstruct my essence and reasorb me into itself. It managed to reclaim a large part of the chaotic force I was composed of, but somehow my 'self' survived the process, leaving me more or less as you see me now."

"So to sum it up, I started out 4.5 billion years ago, spent a long time in development, then came into beining sometime during Genasis in the Bible... which I think was between six and five thousand years ago," he finished with a shrug. "Like I told you, it's complicated."

((*I really did read a book like this once. I found it in the waiting room of my dentist's. I could barely stop laughing at it by the time I went in for my appointment. xd ))