"Alone, alone, alone… Enola." The man sat, sitting in an empty space, devoid of anything but his two fellows. Nothing but the cold and the blank stares of his sister (Enog) and his Brother (nettogrof). They sat alone waiting for something that would come, would not arrive and could never be. And so they sat with nothing but themselves. Before or after roughly 3000 passing's. There was a door. The siblings did not react. It was not what they were waiting for, why should they? But for 10 years later was the first when the door opens. A man in a black robe with a hint of madness in his eyes walks through. "Your not who we wait for, leave." Enola said in a cold rough tone. "Give me what I want and I will gladly do so" The stranger stated in reply. "I think that this way I will be much happier". "How do you resurrect the dead? I must know". "You wont, you can't, if you could, I still wouldn't tell you I think" said Enola in the same cold concise tone. "I KNOW YOU KNOW HOW… YOU KNOW EVERYTHING!" Shouted the man. "TELL ME!". "We know everything. but we must think through it all. so we sit and we think and we wait". "lair. You filthy little lair". Enola sighed. 'You wan't to know how?". "die yourself" they said all together all at once. And then he did. Alone in an empty world with nothing but his 3 killers and his disappearing corpse. When? How? Why.
The three brothers are not all power full, not evil, not good, not alive, just there. All knowing. They sit at the end of time waiting to think for and through every thing ever. What are they? Why do they sit alone? why do they never move. They tried to make a deal with me. They wanted to know everything and know they do. To much it seems and they don't have time to ponder or use the knowledge they have. And even if they did, even if they could. They still wouldn't. So ask yourself as much as you know. Is it worth it to cheat with a wish, and work for me? I'm sure they have pondered it already. As they sit in the bottom layer of my lands guarding the gates to the land of the half dead.
"There are many more like them all who now have the pleasure of working for me."
-An excerpt for a letter written by the king of all but nothing addressing the royal duke of the 9 hell's.