“only the strongest can F O R G E fate, to the point that they become it for others who can not.” the great titan paused, scrutinising the humanoid D E M O N who would so humbly and openly admit to a shortcoming, with an impassible look on his rough visage. expert hands could be the weapon’s mould for crafting formidable heights of potential.

“you can learn to bear sentiment like a B U R D E N, but still be able to carry on. if you carry on with your purpose, with the right odds it may just change your fate. you need to become
S T R O N G E R, and I do not just mean physically. I am talking about will. about conviction.”

_{as much as ky wished he could admit to what he was capable of, he couldn’t, and that was due to the fact he didn’t entirely know. yes, he pushed himself, but not far enough. there was always a point where he stopped himself and wouldn’t go no further.}

_{still, it wasn’t like he knew what he was doing in the first place. more importantly, it was all trial and error. eventually, he’d get it right, but as for what it was? ky wasn’t even sure he wanted to go that far – something always held him back. “i end up ignoring things after a while,” he admitted. “just doesn’t always work.”} 

_{he sucked in a deep breath and then let it out slowly before speaking again. “will it be really be worth it? to get stronger…to change things.” his eyes closed tightly “to change what i am?”}