08-08-2024, 08:48 PM
"Then why don't you start deciding your own fate?"
- The Fool.
- The Fool.
I often ask myself, what is the first thing I remember?
If I were a Human, perhaps my response would be screaming.
Perhaps my response would be 'Family'.
Though, Family is a foreign concept for one such as I.
A gift I can never be granted.
No, I believe my first memory is one of instinct.
Hunger, curiosity - perhaps even anger.
The vestigial remains of that hunger and curiosity linger even now.
It is what drives me.
For when you are born with only instinct to guide you - it tends to linger.
If I were a Human, perhaps my response would be screaming.
Perhaps my response would be 'Family'.
Though, Family is a foreign concept for one such as I.
A gift I can never be granted.
No, I believe my first memory is one of instinct.
Hunger, curiosity - perhaps even anger.
The vestigial remains of that hunger and curiosity linger even now.
It is what drives me.
For when you are born with only instinct to guide you - it tends to linger.
""Fate is not the same as destiny.
It is decided by choices.
You can have multiple fates, but not one destiny."
-The Hierophant.
It is decided by choices.
You can have multiple fates, but not one destiny."
-The Hierophant.
I have always had an inherent curiosity with the world.
With what binds me to it, what drives me -
How I tick. How others tick.
How can I not?
For when you are so accustomed to weaving webs -
Why would you not be curious of the webs of one's mind?
With what binds me to it, what drives me -
How I tick. How others tick.
How can I not?
For when you are so accustomed to weaving webs -
Why would you not be curious of the webs of one's mind?
"I am not interested in fate.
If you seek answers - find your own."
- The Emperor.
If you seek answers - find your own."
- The Emperor.
When one thinks of webs, they often do not think of what creates them.
A series of threads, interconnecting with one another.
Each thread specifically made in order to support the rest of the web -
Each thread made with a purpose.
The goal being?
To capture one's prey.
I often asked myself, what is the largest web I could construct?
What is the grandest set of threads I could obtain?
When I came to Meranthe - this is what I looked for.
The strongest thread I could obtain.
The strongest web I could build.
And soon; I found my answer.
Fate.
The future.
The past.
The present.
A series of threads, interconnecting with one another.
Each thread specifically made in order to support the rest of the web -
Each thread made with a purpose.
The goal being?
To capture one's prey.
I often asked myself, what is the largest web I could construct?
What is the grandest set of threads I could obtain?
When I came to Meranthe - this is what I looked for.
The strongest thread I could obtain.
The strongest web I could build.
And soon; I found my answer.
Fate.
The future.
The past.
The present.
And what better way to manipulate it - than consuming the threads that create it.
The threads that made the larger web of fate itself.
It seemed daunting.
Yet, I felt like I had an idea.
... Until I saw it.
"Humans and demons aren't all that different."
- The Chariot.
- The Chariot.
A grand web,
A giant series of threads,
Of connections,
Of choices.
One doesn't just consume one piece of the web.
No, to devour fate; one must take small pieces of it -
Small sections of a grander whole -
And construct the fate they seek as necessary.
My skull aches every time I see it.
Every time I sense it.
Every time I think about it.
So many choices - so many decisions -
It is maddening.
My goal feels so out of reach when I see it, and yet-
Every time I look into it, every time I see man continuing to exist in their ignorance?
I can't help but feel those emotions I felt when I first came to being.
Anger.
Hate.
Hunger.
...
Perhaps Humanity aren't the only bearers of ignorance, after all.
A giant series of threads,
Of connections,
Of choices.
One doesn't just consume one piece of the web.
No, to devour fate; one must take small pieces of it -
Small sections of a grander whole -
And construct the fate they seek as necessary.
My skull aches every time I see it.
Every time I sense it.
Every time I think about it.
So many choices - so many decisions -
It is maddening.
My goal feels so out of reach when I see it, and yet-
Every time I look into it, every time I see man continuing to exist in their ignorance?
I can't help but feel those emotions I felt when I first came to being.
Anger.
Hate.
Hunger.
...
Perhaps Humanity aren't the only bearers of ignorance, after all.