He knew things. Terrible things. Things that should've been kept secret, for the sanity of the world. He and his colleagues had agreed on that, at least. But in every group of secret keepers, someone always has to tell.
They had experimented with the benign, at first. Nothing but cheap conjuring tricks. But as time went on and their thrust for knowledge grew, became unquenchable, they discovered certain... truths, about the universe.
They swore together that nobody could know, that this knowledge was too dangerous. Because if the wrong person- human or otherwise- knew what they knew... All that would matter is that they would be the first to go.
But love has a strange effect on promi