I must say it is fun going to these worlds and playing hero. I guess everyone dreams of being the hero loved by all. But that just isn't real. There are no true heros. in the end the hero is still a villain to the villain whose dreams no matter how evil we're crushed.
I have noticed many similarities between these world. Such as sunsets and the stars are always so beautiful. There almost always is a presence of pain and violence.
It is almost like the creators are doomed to suffer on their world till death and they express it through these worlds. Some escape it while others fight it. And some even embrace it.
They all seem to remind me of home.
I have come to realize I can't force them into peace. When I return I will tell them they are forgiven. That I will not try to bend them to peace for they will surely snap.
Perhaps they will find it on their own. One can only hope.
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The Formless
Fantasythe life of a mysterious species and his life in ardonia Also the art is by cloudless who is of course the best
