I learn that the Norns had been secreted away, replaced by doppelgangers,
And I face the True Norns now,
For they want my Queen gone,
"For she will burn everything and force all to bend the knee before her"
"If She is to burn everything, then I shall be the hand setting it ablaze in Her name, and those who refuse to bend the knee shall have theirs broken" my only response.
I learn their powers,
I break free from my chains,
Only to break myself more,
And win another hollow victory in Her name,
But now a force far more powerful,
Far beyond comprehension,
Comes to fill Her head with lies,
Especially about me,
Hoping he can control me by proxy,
But as I told the Norns in my defiance,
If he refuses to bend the knee,
Then I shall break it.
An old mentor of mine said She couldn't be fully trusted,
And while he may well be right,
As much as I don't want it to be my only option,
I must bend the knee to Her,
Beg her to reforge my soul,
No matter the cost,
Because I'm not enough,
And She is the key to my perfection.
She alone knows the way to my peak,
But I grow weary, detached, and worn down.
I do not know if I have anything within me left to be willing to trust in Her to do as I asked,
But I know I'm out of options,
For I cannot beat him without perfection,
And She is the only one who knows what it means to be Perfect.
So I swallow my pride,
Get over my detachments,
And do what needs to be done for Her sake,
Or else I'll have struggled for nothing
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When the Gentle Man Goes to War
FantasyI don't know if this will be beyond one part, but basically a character who finally snaps and goes on the war path when all he wanted was to be left alone to the handful of people he wants. Canon to my multiverse, but set further in the future than...
