Disclaimer- Avatar is not mine..even though you probably are wishing it is so that you can peg me with book 3 questions.
Water is adaptive. I am limited to change.
Earth is strong. I am weak.
Fire is intense. I am low and unexpirenced.
Air is gentle. I am severe.
I am the avatar, the devine medium who decended upon this mortal world. Only I can stop this terrible war that pulled the four nations off balance. Only I can master all four elements. Only I can muster up this great power within me to stop Firelord Ozai.
My name is Aang. I am the last of my kind. I have had this burden on saving the world since I was told I was the avatar 100 years ago. I am the opposite of wht every avatar intends to be. I am a failure, a fallen avatar.
I failed my people and failed a nation. This world is broken because of me. But because of recent friends that I am now close to, I may be able to move on. I need to stop this century war once and for all.
Just momments ago, I awoke in the arms of a friend. The one that I had to let go. I still have great feelings for her.
I was recently healed from my short darkness with a cool force I felt on my back. I can't fail no longer or the world will pay for my actions and this journey we all took together would be for nothing.
I am a weakend avatar. I need to lean on a shoulder. I don't desrve nor do I want this great responsibility. It is a mystery to me as this "divine" medium. I am supposedly the greatest of the great. But I am the worst of the worst. What if I fail?
But I just vaguely remember this.."The Earth Kingdom...has fallen."