"Oh so your associate's a fake person with a fake life and fake memories and fake friends and fake everything?" She might be a little touchy about it right now in spite of the fact that she now has almost five years of real everything. So over dramatic it is. But this is nothing new with Dawn. She tends to be pretty volatile and over the top as far as any emotion goes.

She continues to pace back and forth, translucent hands fidgeting in front of her. "There was this key in the form of ancient mystical energy that could tear down the gates between every dimension... which is a crazy amount of dimensions. To use the key it would pretty much unleash hell on Earth." She decides that's as good a description as any. Yes, the key is bad. "In the twelfth century, The Order of the Dragon was founded to keep the key safe from evil people and from this other group called the Knights of the Byzantium who just wanted to destroy the key and be done with it." She's done a lot of research on herself.

"And then in the five years ago kind of present tense, there was this hell goddess stuck in our dimension who decided to find the key and give it a twist to use it to get back to her hell dimension." She pauses there because she wanted to give him a chance to catch up. "You can imagine that both the Dragon people and the Knights didn't want her to get her hands on the key. It was pretty much an almost everyone's gonna die kind of scenario."