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Legacy.
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Ever since I was a kid, I had lingering questions.

'Why do you always look so sad, grandpa?'

That question haunted my thoughts day and night. 

'Why do you cry at night, grandpa?'

I was asking questions I wasn't prepared for their answers.

'What could make someone so miserable?' 

Little did I know, this continent, is enough to make anyone miserable, with enough time.

A place for broken men, crushed dreams. A glimmer of hope ceasing to be. 

The reality of Esshar.

You asked me to come here to learn. What were you hoping for me to learn here? 

Is it because I resemble your brother? 

I promised to never become like you. Don't get me wrong, I love you, I cherish you dearly. You gave me so much love and care that I didn't even know what to do with.

But I promised myself to never become as sad, as miserable.

Bit by bit, I began to understand you.

I saw the people here. I met some of the people who you used to know.

Some looked happy, some looked just like you, Grandpa.

Broken, but hiding it.

I met the ones who I believe you fought against while in Esshar.

Are these the ones who broke you like that, Grandpa?

Are they the reason why your brother is gone?

I promised to never become like you.

Yet whenever I look at the mirror lately, all I see is you.

My eyes became the exact same as yours.

I picked up the same habits.

I became just as hopeless.

That's when I came to realize why you sent me here.

You didn't see your brother in me.

You saw yourself in me.

Are you expecting me to go over the same trials and tribulations?

Are you hoping that the outcome this time would be different?

So that you can sleep well knowing that what happened in your past was inevitable?

I'm the Legacy that you left behind on Esshar.

But my story won't be the same as yours, gramps.

That I promise.
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I'm starting to think that it wasn't your fault, grandpa.

It's in our blood to fight against the ones who attempt to make us submit.

Before me, there was another attempt, gramps. Another attempt to see how the story could've ended up.

But he's dead now.

He went against a force greater than himself, only to end up being swallowed.

I understood what you meant by those on top not caring about the sacrifices made by those below them, as they all reach their pointless goals.

I came to learn whenever you try to defy those above you, only pain will follow your steps at every corner.

Betrayal, distrust, ringing in your ear that never ends.

I looked in the mirror again, gramps.

I didn't see you this time around, your shadow wasn't looming over me.

But deep down, I knew.

I knew that you and I are indeed exactly the same.

I saw you, though not in the mirror.

I saw you with her. Is she the reason why you're so sad and miserable?

The one whose name you call out, tearing up while asleep?

At this point, I'm not sure what the road ahead has in store for me.

I feel weak, beaten, battered, and unable to continue the fight.

However..

There's this never-ending drive in me, to get back at each and every single person who wronged me in this short life of mine.

I'm sorry for breaking my promise to you.

I promised to never become like you.

But I didn't realize that..

I am you.

Cause I'm the Legacy you left on Esshar.


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