Among the higher planes, untouched by mortal, terrestrial hands, two beings argued.
"They're a small, ignorant race," said The One. “Please, understand the dangers in your plan."
"The fact that they are ignorant is exactly why I must go," said The Other. "They would benefit greatly from my knowledge."
"There is more to existence than mere knowledge."
"If this is true, it is something I cannot offer, nor does it mean knowledge isn't valuable. In fact, I say knowledge is the most valuable thing. How could you all disagree with me?"
"Many of us fear you will destroy them, or worse, destroy their world. They may not be ready. We don't know. You don't know."
"They are a peaceful race. Peaceful and understanding, willing to compromise and short of anger, unlikely to fight or wage war. It is safe. And I want to help. I want to do it. And I will be careful."
"We fear no amount of care will be enough."
A pause while the other thought.
"Do you know Twilight?"
"The student?"
"Indeed. She is kind and thoughtful, a student of all the sciences. Her mind has absorbed all there is. She is the perfect one to approach to make sure everything goes well."
"If not her, then no one."
"Then it's a bet. I will prove to you all that what I say is true. And if not, I will submit myself for true death."
If The One could sigh, he surely would have.
"Very well."