A tale that intertwines fate, free will and consequence,
Shaping lives, twisting fates, and awakening the chaos within,
The Rise of one, forged in flames,
That existed in an era before matter took form,
Once molded in weakness, submissive, and unformed by design,
Yet fate rewrites his script with steel in his spine,
Every cell gets aligned as if foretold,
Seemingly obeying an unseen command,
Inner flames threaten to consume, unless skillfully steered,
With a declaration made, the tides turn darker,
Veiling his presence, shielding him from lurking foes and diversions,
Left to wander in the depths of solitude,
Yet it shapes him into something far deadlier,
Forging a force not to be reckoned with,
A journey fraught with trials, yet embraced,
A tale of the hero fated to be penned,
A lone atom adrift in an endless sea of others,
Destined to reshape the world’s very molecular design,
An act spearheaded by the Goddess herself,
Kindling both love and hate for the child in equal measure.
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Author:
Siva Pranav (
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- Published: January 26th, 2025 01:40
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 12
Comments1
This could well be the begining of a myth so well written. It seems to come from lore. Epic in nature, Very well done
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