I was a thread the weaver of fate misplaced.

However, Lady Luck pushed me into a tragic world where heroes were forged. A dire necessity drove me into becoming a paragon of hope. Friends, glory, fame, and fortune - all soon came easily to me, a once displaced rogue who started out with nothing.

I gained the world, but you - you had lost everything. Throughout my years of adventuring, I saved the have-nots and the broken. How could it be that we stood on opposite sides in the end? I was certain I must have failed somewhere; err’d in my judgment.

You tried to take everything from me, so I could be like you. It wasn’t until the final goodnight that I understood this. The flames burned down everything around me, as unfamiliar faces ran away terrified. My closest of friends lay on the brink of death. You and I had seen the same dire sights, yet in different times. To lose is to live. I found the meaning to my life in that illusion of a city you created. I cannot prevent death without preventing life itself, so instead I will carry on the burdens of history’s ghosts. Your memories will be safe with me as I travel, forevermore pushed by destiny’s hand.

If I were to be struck down tomorrow, I would be content knowing I once belonged to your world.

Dear reader,
Though my words may seem sad, I hope that you will see through to the light within my experiences. Learn the stories of others and you will grow larger than your own life. The hope of everyone will be delivered on our backs.