[He raises a brow at that, questioningly so.] And what might make you say such a thing? Do I not look like a gods-fearing sort of man?

[What a joke that is. A complete and utter farce of a thought. Once upon a time, maybe. Certainly not any longer.]

They had a hand in creating my world -- Eos, that is. There were others, of course, but the Six were the ones who stayed to watch over it. Or so the legend goes.