[Prologue] Healing through Pain

Power beyond imagination is the true goal of total blindness. To seek power only to destroy is foolish, almost unacceptable.

Who am I talking to? I am no better than them.

*I was born with the expectation to be worthy of my ancestors powers, I even met my true self.. in the darkest pit you can imagine. I couldn't see my own body, and I felt that my breath was disappearing too. *
That's when I heard the sound of footsteps coming closer to me. It felt like my heartbeat was pounding through my chest and for one moment I thought this was my end.

When the footsteps stopped, so did my heart - but even though no sound came from my chest, I felt like a second heartbeat was pumping. Unbelievable, how can someone imagine what I've been through? No... no one can...

Suddenly, a small lightsource emerged out of nothing - not scary enough as it was, the light formed to my appearance like a mirror, but I could feel the difference, although it was hardly to identify.

He.. or it.. asked me if I knew my destiny.. of course I didn't know it! That's what I told him... but the answer wasn't good enough for him.
He.. threatened me, to take over my body if I wouldn't learn how to control my powers. I asked him how, but my request was at deaf ears as it seemed.

*He lifted his right arm at me and I could do nothing than to let him touch me, I was paralyzed by the thought of losing my destiny.. but again, not even I knew what my destiny was. *

When he touched me, I was in a strange place... I probably had a vision or a dream sorta, but I couldn't tell the difference between dream or reality.
He asked me "Do you believe in the world they made for you?".. I didn't understand him first, then I asked him.

He still kept asking "Do you belong - or do you try to?". And then I finaly realized, he wasn't a spectral thing that imitated my appearance - he WAS ME!
He was a part of myself - the part of me who doubted my existence, to be exactly. I accepted and consumed him and found my destiny, or so I thought...

My world is not better than any other. We wage war like we give birth to a new life - we are warriors, mercenaries, murderers and destroyers. I killed many of my enemies for my ancestors and for my homeworld, but I always have regret my decision.
When I found my true self in that ugly dark pit, I eventually came to the conclusion that I just had to think of an excuse and ultimately my true self pushed me in the direction.

Now I know that this direction was not meant to be my destiny.