An Obvious Trap

The aspect of Conflict. A distinct and likable man in Daniel's memories, with eyes the depths of fallen stars, and a helpful disposition that masked his true thoughts, feeling, and plans. In truth, he was an entity that had existed since time immemorial, born out of the existential and primordial powers of war and destruction. 

"Of course, I should have known." Daniel muttered to himself as his eyes dug through countless miles of empty space.

"The aspect of Conflict? Who is he? And what could he possibly have against you that he considered you worthy of his attention even before you could ascend?" Roley's eyes were wide open. He had often heard rumors of the existence of the primordial aspects of existence. Creatures of nigh-omnipotence that were considered gods, even among their own kind. "What did you do to him?"