[He chews that over in silence, considering his response. Under ordinary circumstances, he would not be given to talking much about his past. Few people living even know his birth name. But he suspects that this being, be he god or demigod, already knows it. And even if Exodus does not believe him to truly be God, he can't deny that there is something familiar about him.]

I don't know why I was born with this power. Even when I was a child I could feel it inside of me, something buried deep within made me different somehow. [He stares at the young man who is neither truly young not truly human piercingly.] Who are you? Where did you come from? You are not like the other self-proclaimed demigods I have known. None of them shared this... this piece of divinity you speak of. They were all just pagan pretenders who worshiped only themselves.