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An endless search, a path without a goal, a horizon you cannot reach no matter how much you walk.
For many, this is the definition of a passion for knowledge, the meaning of philosophy, as each answer obtained is the cause of questions of greater complexity and depth.
For some, this is a senseless pursuit, for others, this is the goal that gives meaning to their existence.
After a life of difficulties, a person, like any other, mortal and fleeting, with their death already sentenced even before being granted life, like any other, achieved one more chance.
A faithful follower of knowledge, for knowledge is power, as power is knowledge.
With this new opportunity that he wove into reality, he will advance on his path without rest, not before mountains, oceans, and empires, he will not stop, not before the skies, earth, and death, he will not hesitate.
For the purpose of life is that which satisfies you, that which allows you to depart without regrets.
In his case, one goal shone above all, a life that he wanted to achieve: to understand reality and become immortal.
Although two goals in the eyes of many, both go hand in hand. The omniscient can and must obtain omnipotence to reach that height, while the omnipotent can and must obtain omniscience for it, just as there is no result without a cause.
Morality, legality, and human relationships, classifications and disciplines of society by which he ceased to be governed long ago, for as tools, they are only there to be used and discarded once they lose their utility.
But, in the end, he is just a mortal, like any other... This is a path without any future, the possibilities of dying, being forgotten over time, were the same as any other mortal who had died by his hands, directly or indirectly.
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Imagine, just for a second, let's imagine you end up somehow travelling into your favourite book.
Then you started working your magic and you cosy up to the male lead who was supposed to get you killed or you make the demon lord fall in love with you so he can protect you from your imminent death.
And woah you got your happy ending.
But now let's imagine a completely different scenario where you end up in a book you read like 10 pages of (including the ending).
And you find yourself literally dropped into the lap of a psychopathic rival who enjoys just a teeny bit of bloodshed. He's also the guy who killed your favourite character and not to mention you.
But then you hold on for a second because you realise you're not dead and he wants to use you as an immortal tool to sharpen his aim.
Well that's the story I ended up living in. And I've got one request from Mr. Villain over there, please spare me!