"I stood at sixteen no family, few friends and a list of enemies longer than I would have liked to think about and I decided to gamble it all for the chance to provide the life I would never live. It is curious that I should pause here in this and yet it is a powerful image of where I was, sitting alone in the Dursley's home fearfully and yet eagerly waiting for my birthday to come looking over events in my life feeling guilty for failing the man that gambled so much for me. His words drifting through me as failure almost consumed me. "I not worried, you're here." "Let's save that your blood's worth more than mine." The story of Riddle and the prophecy showing me what I must do. The size of such a thing impacted me as I realised I sort to free a world from a threat that existed in all of us, a man's self-image and his drive to attain it.
"Riddle grew up in an orphanage of no importance and he himself not important within it. He was a small fish in a small pond, but he had a talent which made him believe gave him more worth because he was strong where others we weak, he was smart and driven; the whole world was his only they didn't know it and he would make them. Little actions here and there he showed them keeping proof of his power over them, nothing big because it didn't have to be but something to show him who and what he was. His mother had died bring him into the world and it was a sacrifice that gave his strength to the world. Riddle took a small child's discovery of self-worth and built a sociopathic religion through which he attracted like minds into submission to himself, using social violence as the medium. Where Dumbledore attracted through one's belief in the innate goodness of society, Riddle used a static culture's fear of the unknown.
"Two sides of a man were waring in the extremes of social unrest as the darkness destroyed its innocence I found myself in the role of moral courage in the face of seemingly unbeatable odds. I was Mabon, the ever young, hunting for The Flight of Death. It was there that I found myself, I was not the Hunter God, I was not the Boy-Who-Lived or even The Chosen One I was not chosen I chose. I was not fighting a hand that I was dealt raging against a role that was mine alone. I chose to stand, I chose to fight, I chose to preserve what was mine and I would win. Not for the weak, not for those who could not but for myself so that I could stand upright in death and say 'This life that I lead was mine and I did not yield.'"