Once one has everything they've ever wished for, what do they do with it?
You hear countless tales of idiots who gain all they have ever desired only to become dissatisfied and throw tantrums like children. They risk it all, and gain everything yet have nothing in turn.
I do not have anything. I am not one consumed by childish emotions and attachment. Perhaps, once upon a moon, I had something worthy of adoration, but I was a fool then. I have grown with time, with my strength. Planets will fall, lives will be lost. Sacrifice is imbedded into the souls of the living. We all lose, we all take risks.
But history seems to try and show us that these sacrifices will gain us nothing. Stories of idiots. We all learn from the mistakes of our ancestors, ones who lived and fought before us. I do not need anything but this. No old story and tale that is twisted and told by a fool will stop a Lord.
I will bring order, I will bring safety. I will rise against these fools and I will obliterate any chance of defeat. Will power was once mine, something I was afraid to lose. This will not happen again, I have become more than what I once was. I will not hold a fear that I cannot control. Fear is power. Fear will save you. I will be your savior.
One must suffer beneath the might of the gods before they climb through the cracks and become one themselves.
