...placed in my position...
This was never about getting to Nordrassil.
The years of build-up, of rage and mourning. Waking up to the same sun, only to feel the same void in my center. But at least, I've found my calling. Something to fill it. I never expected to see their faces there, but just like always; so eagerly throwing themselves to the wolves. It made it a lot more fulfilling in my heart, to burn the fools who only ever wore a tree symbol of their sleeve for what was lost. I wore my heart on mine, and was cast down for the beliefs I held in the name of justice.
For a long time, I've felt conflicted about what to do. Whether to pursue the vengeance, or maybe find sympathy in their thoughts. But it's a lot more personal to me, losing every bastion I could consider home. The abandoning of my post makes four now. When this is all over, it'll be five. But in my heart I know it's for the greater good. Just a vision they've all yet to see.
Do I still feel conflicted? Maybe. Maybe. It's a long shot in a series of events I've yet to see unfold, yet. But I have faith that I'm doing what's right in my heart. They're just blind to reason, I think. A real pity, too, they're some of my best friends. But I let them get in my way enough. The Great Star can bestow many a new purpose.
I hope I see them in the coming days. I hope they're there just for me to wind up wiping them off of their high horse, pretending they're better for being "peaceful." Besides, I just need a little more time. Delaying it further is painful, but I can sense it. It's only some time before He arrives.
This was about sending a message.