Words aren't enough to describe the torment god has released upon my weak soul. What is life? An endless cycle that only brings agony to those who know about their existence, and their fate of death? Everything appears useless in my sight, among this cursed team and the floor I stand on. We are but tiny brainwashed puppets who believe there will be benefits after years of battle and pain.

Don’t rely on others to carry you, create your own future using your own power. Everything that a human is born into is meaningless. Race, socioeconomic status, sex, etc. They’re all social constructs that don’t truly bind people to a certain type of life unless they allow themselves to be bound. What matters in life is not what you were born into but what you do with yourself in spite of circumstance, in the end there is no one to rely on and no excuses to be had and only through true independent strength in the face of adversity can one live a worthwhile life. Don’t rely on God, other people, fate or karma to deliver your desires to you. Grasp power with your own two hands and better yourself.