Through every day, Raphael felt he got closer to the dark force which brought him to the planet, spanning the galaxy in some kind of siren call, and while he was on icer he truly felt he had a place, even though most of his life he had such dark intentions and his family line had been anything but, he had been born a healer. There were precious few healers, and all of them stood for the moral fiber of good till the end, and rightly so, how could someone commit such great evil with healing. Throughout his life, Raphael felt like his life was a joke, a dark minded namek with such a ‘good’ power in his hands, the best he had done before was deny his aid to those who truly needed it, yet that was more an act of apathy than evil.

Soon enough, the evil namek came across the rather odd demon Hachi, he was rather neutral sounding, sometimes even sounding morally strict, but deep down the resonating call was sounding within, he was the reason Raphael travelled to Icer. Things started to clear up slowly as the namek and the demon started talking and explaining the situation they were both in. When Raphael told Hachi of his dark intentions, the demon took great interest and greater interest still when he explained the healing abilities and his lack of skill in making it work for evil. Finally, Hachi told the namek how the healing skill he was given could be used for great evil, what Raphael had always wanted.