Biography
It seems that we all have our scars, we won't talk about them, but we have them.
When I was young, my father told me about the prophecy foretold of my birth.
"You will be as a god, nearly invincible."
His words went straight to my head. I put myself above my peers, above my pack. My destiny became my downfall.
It seemed that the more I trained the better I would become, but it was the more I trained the more egotistical I became.
One night after a rather boastful speech given by myself about myself, my brother woke me and personally escorted me out of the pack.
I was outraged. How dare he? I was chosen to be like a god.
There was a chip on my shoulder, and it was just getting bigger.
A pack took me in, but I was quickly kicked out of it as well. It seems that no one likes my destiny.
Days alone turned to weeks alone, which them become months, and years. My self esteem was at an all time low, and my once bulletproof ego shattered to pieces.
When you look at life from another place, you realize just how insignificant you really are.
That's exactly what happened to me. I found out how meaningless my destiny is. What am I without a pack? Nothing. I chased away everyone who I once loved and whom once loved me.
This is my fault, no one else's.
Then one day I came upon a strange pack's ground. The wolves all seemed so different, yet so alike.
I asked to join them, and they accepted given I apprentice under an elder.
I gladly accepted their terms.
Months go by before I am truly given a place among them. No one speaks of things I once held near and dear, just as no one discusses their past.
We're all here for different reasons, reasons no one knows.
After all, what is destiny but a guessing game?
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Brimstone
