Another sad fic, about growing up with a dad who just doesn't notice you, starting the cycle that spirals out of proportion. This is for Starvoidangel!
Title: Tired
Author:
Dungeon Writers
Word Count: 219
Warning: Sadness
Challenge:
#17 Avatars past, future, or never
Roku was tired. The master of all four elements, bridge between the spirit world and all those other shiny meaningless titles was weary of life and the hardships it brought. He had made hard choices in his lifetime. He had to be strong. He had an entire world depending on him.
Every day came new disputes, new problems for him to deal with. He spent his entire life traveling to fulfill his duties, rarely returning to his beloved Crescent Palace to rest. He taxed himself very hard out of necessity, people understood that. He couldn't do everything.
Roku's son had understood when his father hadn't been there for his coming of age ceremony. He had missed so monumental events in his life, it shouldn't have surprised anyone. "The rest of the world needed me," he had explained when he had returned, three weeks later. "But I brought you a new telescope. I hope you enjoy it." He tried to ignore the look of hurt on his son's face as he bowed and thanked his father.
Sozen would understand when he was older that the world needed his father. Still, he had a bad feeling about this. Perhaps he should spend more time with his son, get to know him better? No, his son was fine. Roku was doing the right thing. He was just tired.