"So, I'm just supposed to go with the flow?"
He asked, his refusal clear.
"Am I meant to surrender to whatever destiny has in store? To accept every twist of fate handed to me by this accursed vessel?"
He dismissed the idea immediately.
"After finally believing I had escaped from the clutches of that damned snake, now this? The sins of this vessel's past owners are not mine to bear! I am different; I am a completely separate being!"
His laughter echoed maniacally, filling the room. Honestly, who wouldn't be teetering on the edge of madness when pursued relentlessly by powerful entities? These supreme and primordial beings, capable of destroying galaxies with ease... how could anyone endure such overwhelming fear?
Could anyone truly accept the cursed hand that fate dealt them?
Yes, he would. He had no choice.
"Fuck it."
He declared with intensity.
"I don't care... I don't care if it's destiny or fate or whatever! Even if they're supreme beings... I don't give a damn! If they feel the need to dictate my life, decide my end based on sins I did not commit... then I have only one thing to say.
BRING IT ON!"
