Trevor became embarrassed for a minute. He was sure that he told her, but he must've forgotten. "Oh, well my name is Trevor, Trevor Galahad. And my powers date back to when I was born. You see, my parents were very religious, although they were on opposite sides of the religion. My father was a high priest, while my mother was the leader of a satanic cult. I know, an odd match up. Anyway, they decided that it was a good idea to summon the powers of both heaven and hell, and place it into the body of their newborn son, me. So I was given control over holy light, and the dark hellfire. They trained me to be the ultimate worrior of heaven and hell, although thy feared me in the proccess. One day, I lost control and accidentally slaughtered them and the village. I then traveled the world, alone. I eventually came across a brotherhood of priests that helped me harness my powers a little better, although I was still feared and rejected for the most part. I eventually left, and this is how you see me today. A horrible abomination when u combine light and dark." He looked down, shedding a few tears himself.