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I guess I never thought that it could be real. I never truly accepted that I could be the heir to the throne of Gideon, but now that’s changed. We met Danyelle, he wasn’t quite himself. It was almost as if he was the shadow of the true man, the dark side come to punish me for neglecting Gideon. I didn’t want to fight him. I didn’t want to fight my own brother to the death. Some sort of magic dictated that only I could harm him. I was content to talk things over with him, but he didn’t see it that way. Instead of fighting me honorably he attacked my friends, who could do nothing to him. I was forced to so what I never wanted to do. I killed my own family, the family I always wanted, and finally I had. Logic tells me that this wasn’t Danyelle, just his own pain and hatred for my own neglect manifested in this strange place. I know one thing though. I am the person that I’ve been so afraid of being. I am the heir to the throne of Gideon and I can’t keep doing this to my people. I can’t keep running from my responsibilities. It is time I took a stand and did what is right. I hope that Jerick, Dean, Alawan, Varian and Marrol understand if I have to discontinue this quest. What am I saying? There is no more quest. We haven’t been doing anything but bicker over the most trivial of issues. It’s time someone took a stand for the world and the people in it. It’s not right for people to live under fear. They should be free to do what they will with their lives. I’ve always valued that freedom, it’s time I fought so that people can have that same freedom. It’s time I became what destiny has groomed me for. I will not allow the world to be denied it’s rightful place. The people in it should not have to be oppressed any longer. I will lead them into righteousness, into freedom. It is their right, and apparently it is my fate. I choose not to run any longer. I choose to not be the flower. I am the king of Gideon, and I will fight for my people. |
