Crying because in a world where a nameless little blind fox is tremendously insignificant compared to a dragon deity.
In a world where your sole purpose is to forsake your own identity for the greater good.
I will remember you.
I will search for you.
And I will call out your name again and again again.
No matter how many times it takes.
Until you show me who you truly are.
And if that isn't the most precious enneatype 4-coded thing then I don't know what is.










