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“…other people’s sense of what’s right is just a joke if you change perspectives. What matters is what you, yourself want to fight for.”

—

Evangeline Yamamoto, Zetsuen no Tempest (Blast of Tempest) Episode 19

~ Már én se tudom miért, de az érzés lappangva még bennem él, és az élénk emlékképek olykor felbukkannak egy kis kínzó gyötrelemért.

/ ne menj

a romok közé... /

“It’s difficult to change the world on your own, but twisting it a little might not be all that hard.”

— Shinobu Oshino

~ Theater of Life

King/QueenMaker

"I am moving in the shadows, like a subtle power from behind, like a counselor, a kingmaker, waiting for the right time to come. At least this is what I want to become, to use my potential to reach this level, but I am way too far from it right now. I need to become a challenger and rise the ranks from behind, silently."

Masters and Slaves - Shepherd and Sheeps

"I am not necessarily a respecter of the rulers, but I am neither willing to stay a sheep. If I could, I would stay out of it all, but it is an innate part of human nature and existence, and I would rather become strong enough to cut the strings or even set up my own theater rather than staying a puppet."

Art of Dying

"I don't want to live in fear, anxiety, and I don't want to have regrets. I want to live boldly, to face the Sun, walk through the fire, embrace life, and if the time comes, to perish gracefully."

/ Just talking to myself - Self analysis on my dual nature /

𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔢

“Having wounded each other, the two of us licked each other’s wounds. Damaged goods both, we sought out each other. Thus begins the tale of the wounded ones. A tale of blood that splattered red and dried up black. The tale of our never-to-heal, precious wound. I will tell it to no one.”

— Kizumonogatari: Wound Tale by NisiOisin

“A dream can fortify a man’s life, or it can bring suffering upon it. A dream can make a man feel alive, or it can kill him instead. Even if a man is abandoned by that dream, part of it will remain smouldering in his heart. Every man has envisioned his life in this way, at least once. A life as a martyr to his dream, his God. To simply exist just because one’s been born is the sort of notion that I hate. I can’t stand it.” –Griffith

Berserk

~ Világok között járok. Jártam lent is, és habár messze van a csúcs, jártam már fentebb is. Jártam az értelmesek között is, és azok között is, akiket csupán az ösztön hajt, a túlélés. Éltem szegénységben, elhagyatottság érzésében, és ha csak kicsit is, jártam szeretetben és szerelemben is. Gazdag még nem voltam, talán soha nem is leszek, de panaszra nincs okom. Világok között járok, de otthonra sosem találok. Mindenhol idegen maradok...

/ Várnak még világok! /

~ A tree that connects worlds. A tree of life and death, where every new branch, every new leaf is a new offspring. Dead people hanging on trees. A child falls out of his hanging mother's corpse's womb. A tragic hero. An even more tragic life. In the forest, shadows are scheming in the dark. Where is light, there is always shadow. A lost child. Lost children are the ones who turns into monsters after a while. There are always monsters and heroes, rising and falling back and forth. An empire. There is always an empire. People ascend to the throne, they become self serving and corrupt, full of pride. Then they are overthrowned by people who become corrupt and the cycle never stops. There is always a sword, a helm, a crown. A soul bound to to the metal, carved with magic and blood. There are always chained ones. A pile of corpse. Indeed the most unique way to climb. A dragon. There is always a dragon for the hero to fight. But beware! In the process, some might turn into one...

/ There is always a Sacrifice /