buildingthesky
There are ties binding everyone, even in a world of magic. Over time, they can get tangled, obscured that it's hard to see where they lead you.
These ties that bind can save you, or destroy you.
They can make a tyrant, who commands thousands of soldiers and warlocks, brings destruction in his wake.
They can make a mutineer, a man who's lost it all.
They can make a son, desperate to please.
They can make an orphan, one bent on revenge.
No matter what these ties turn you into, no matter how much you wish to, you cannot cut these ties. One simply has to live with them.