Fated
I don't know why I was fated
To dole out the Items
and sometimes be hated
It was not my choosing who received what.
I only did as I felt right
How was I to know….
There would be a fight?
They'll blame me, long after I'm gone.
But it was them,not me,
Who used the Items wrong.
Guardian I am no longer
The world needs to be stronger.
Shadi the Item Guardian…
Who once was,
Will now go quietly
And never again,
Rely on trust.
