This chapter has slight character death in here…please don't kill me for it, since technically it's only a mention!
Is this how it's meant to be?
If it is, I'm not surprised at all. My powers were always going to curse me, whether I used them or not.
You had me believe that what I suffered as a result of my powers was not my fault, and I should not shun them…rather, embrace them.
You believed in me, no matter what. Willing to go to all lengths to show me there was a good person hiding under what I had built around myself.
And, just as I was willing to agree with you-this happens. The happiness you build me burns down.
You can look at me with those deep sky eyes all you want, tell me that it's not true , that this is my grief talking –but, no matter how genuine your intents are , no matter how much you try to help , it won't change the truth.
It was MY powers that pushed away my parents. And even though I got them back. I still have my powers.
So I had to be punished. Even though that fire had nothing to do with me, higher powers saw fit to take them away from me before I had a chance to properly reconcile with them.
I am cursed.
This is the truth. Not even your faith can change that.
This was a pretty deep (and short) chapter, I think. What do you reckon?
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