The Final Battle ⚔️
I Grow Tired. Longer and longer I go, the more tired I become. The constant battle, between what is meant to be, and what must be done, drains me. The battle between being who I wish to be and who I must become, over and over again. The fight against the very evil which is sent here to destroy myself and everyone that I love. I grow tired. The path which lies before us all will be a dark one. The challenges which we will face will be ones that will determine the outcome of humanity. The weight upon all our shoulders, as we venture deeper into the abyss, is one that cannot be ignored. Oh, how I wish I could ignore it. How I wish I could simply bury my head in the sand, and forget about it all together. To ignore all the world around me, and simply surround myself into the present moment. The task seems so simple, yet so difficult to achieve. The ability to truly dial in, and no longer allow the outside world to affect it. To block out all th...