Defiance of Eternity

[Simple]

"My Eryth: When the time comes to die, do not be like those whose hearts are consumed by fear of impending oblivion. Remember, in death, all are equal. So sing your death song, and die like a hero going home."

Words which bring naught but a bitter taste to my lips. The words of your heroic final act, my father, or perhaps the ramblings of one who remained so engrossed in that of a bygone age. An era of heroes, of glory, of riches to be plundered. All lies. This world is not one ripe for the naive adventurer, nor is it a playground for royalty to spread their splendor.

Eternia is instead a cesspit, encompassing a cyclical moral duality wherein its children are led to the slaughter. For whom? For what? Perhaps those questions will never be answered, mayhap we will one day see our world absorbed by some sort of cosmic god... But what reason did you have to leave me, your only son, without a single coin to my name- alone? 

Legends speak of sins and virtues, of heroes and villains, of valiant clashes against the forces of darkness, but they will never speak of a deadbeat father who left his only boy to play at being a grown man. 

I suppose your noble ideals brought you comfort, but they leave me cold and empty. You spoke so brazenly of equality in demise, but I see naught but inequality in your final act. You escaped, while I am left to endure this reality alone. You promised, in those final days, that you would return from this battle, that you would tell me of my mother, of the one who left me behind just as you have now.

Sing your death song, my dear father. You’ll find no equality rotting in the dirt, no heroism in your pitiful demise, and no one to bother burying you.

-Eryth