06-10-2016, 10:39 AM
This was a disaster. This, all of it. I'm a mess.
Of course I knew I wasn't as powerful as I was before! It was obvious! At first I thought I was just exhausted, maybe I was just too disoriented from coming back to life after so, so long. But I realize know, I was only lying to myself, trying to reject the reality of the worst case scenario.
That faceless bastard wasn't satisfied with taking me from my resting place, denying me my purpose, he also had the gall to steal my effort! All those grueling months of endlessly fighting monsters, standing up to twisted manifestations of man's deepest desires that sought to destroy everything we held dear. The sleepless nights spent training, preparing for harder challenges, tougher fights, for the inevitable we all knew was coming, but denied until the very last moment.
All of that, gone with the wind, like it never existed in the first place.
I've never felt this much rage before, this much loathing, this smothering feeling of, of utter incompetence!
This wasn't the first time I've faced in impossibly powerful enemy. I've trumped a god before, what's one more? But not like this, not now. It was idiotic of me to cling to the faintest of hopes and rush in with no plan, nothing to fall back on, while I was at my weakest to top it all off.
No, I need more power, and I need it now. And nothing in this god forsaken place is going to stop me from protecting the ones most precious to me. I'll reach them before anything bad happens, and they'll be just fine until I do. They have to be.
Of course I knew I wasn't as powerful as I was before! It was obvious! At first I thought I was just exhausted, maybe I was just too disoriented from coming back to life after so, so long. But I realize know, I was only lying to myself, trying to reject the reality of the worst case scenario.
That faceless bastard wasn't satisfied with taking me from my resting place, denying me my purpose, he also had the gall to steal my effort! All those grueling months of endlessly fighting monsters, standing up to twisted manifestations of man's deepest desires that sought to destroy everything we held dear. The sleepless nights spent training, preparing for harder challenges, tougher fights, for the inevitable we all knew was coming, but denied until the very last moment.
All of that, gone with the wind, like it never existed in the first place.
I've never felt this much rage before, this much loathing, this smothering feeling of, of utter incompetence!
This wasn't the first time I've faced in impossibly powerful enemy. I've trumped a god before, what's one more? But not like this, not now. It was idiotic of me to cling to the faintest of hopes and rush in with no plan, nothing to fall back on, while I was at my weakest to top it all off.
No, I need more power, and I need it now. And nothing in this god forsaken place is going to stop me from protecting the ones most precious to me. I'll reach them before anything bad happens, and they'll be just fine until I do. They have to be.