I worked for longer than anyone could imagine... Just for it to come to this... No matter what I do... Nothing is ever good enough. Maybe this is my place in life. Maybe this is just my destiny: Failure.
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Gazing into the mind of an antagonist who's drive for success led him down the wrong rabbit hole. A man living in the shadows of a broken world. Though maybe the world wasn't broken. Maybe it was just him all along. Maybe the broken world broke him too, and if everything's broken, it's perfectly fine, right?
Mostly following the plot of Spirit Tracks, through Byrne's eyes, and his desperate attempt to gain power for a reason misinterpreted, though probably understandable. I've put my own original turns on this every now and then, as one would probably expect, but it's not romance, none of that hopeless crap. But rather, a thin line of grief and denial. Exchanging one life for another.
Of course however, in the end... Is it really Byrne's mind? Or another? It's debatable, depending on how technical you'd want to get...
It follows memories, feelings-even conflicting ones. I don't write to impress people, so don't get your hopes up. I didn't start proof reading until after Chapter Four, so prepare yourself. The story, being carried in first person, I tried to put emphasis on one's head. I don't think there's too much drama, I wanted things to at least make some kind of sense... But, alas, everything is just a perspective, for each of us. I don't think I'm right, but I don't think I'm wrong. We don't really know what happened, so I suppose that's the beauty of freedom. We can theorize whatever we want.
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(I've rewritten the entire story multiple times over the course of several years... I swear... I think this is the one. This is it. I can feel it in my ancient soul and withering mind. It may not be perfect, but it makes due.)
Have you ever felt like everything you've ever worked for was for nothing? That every problem, every struggle, you've gotten through has led you to nowhere?
Well let me tell you something. Everything happens for a reason, and everything is either good or bad or somewhere in between.
That doesn't mean you should just lie down and take whatever the fates throw at you. Ever since I can remember I've never liked being tied down by rules. Anybody who knows me, which is apparently a lot of people, can tell you that.
I've learned that sometimes you can change your definition. Your very existence can become something else if you only try so hard.
I also learned that this comes with a price.
What price I hear you asking?
Well.... first I'd say you have to get rid of everything that makes you, you. Or maybe you get stripped of it. That's how you remake yourself. Start from only what you know and build from that.
To become something different you've got to let go of what holds you down. In my case I was forced to.
Yeah yeah. Go ahead and laugh, it's kinda cheesy.
But Percy Jackson doesn't take any flack from critics so calm down.
Anyway.
The way I lost everything, the way everything I'd known and believed in, was whisked away from me just like that is within this book. This is a story about how I, Percy Jackson Scourge of Olympus, become something new.
How?
I got... well.... I got left behind, in the dust. My flaws finally caught up to me. But I rose from that. And this is how....
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