We are alone here, the two of us. When there was nothing, there was just the two of us or me, and haye. That is what is known as Xen. It’s like a limbo or twilight zone, a staging area where we negotiate with haye what the nature of the monster will be. Then we enter the realm of the monster a jealous and an arrogant whom we previously called alpha now an icon.The icon is the one whom we praise and look upto like a God, but he betrays us and brings the jealous unto us, killing me. We die often at the hands of the icon, so we must rest and heal. 
When an icon becomes rogue, betrays us in hindsight, then we must look for a new icon. Icons are short lived these days and must be furnished or kept jealous and rendered, be given something to destroy. That’s what kills me so I must rest and heal. This process is continuous and a never ending relation or entanglement between haye and me that I call xen.