For years I looked to find the one who asked. Finally, in a temple deep within Tibet, I found him- I trained under him for the next decade of my life, learning the ancient ways of the ones who asked. Finally, the Chinese banned the practice. In the desperate escape across the border into Bhutan, the One who Asked sacrificed himself fending off waves of Chinese soldiers so I could live free.
Today, I am the last practitioner of the ways of Those who Asked. I now look for a student of my own, to pass the ancient lessons on.
