Chapter : Monologue
"Power is a game of sacrifice. I learned early that control demands a price—a steep one—but I paid it gladly. Because power isn't about freedom or justice; it's about bending the world to your will, no matter the cost.
I gave up compassion, trust, even pieces of my own soul, and in return, I gained domination. Control is not something you're given—it's something you take, claw by claw, sacrifice by sacrifice.
Do I regret it? Never. Power is the only truth that matters, and those too weak to pay its price are doomed to serve those who will.
They say power is the ultimate goal, but they never tell you the cost. I held it once—control over people, decisions, even outcomes.
But it came with chains—chains of fear, of compromise, of losing who I was.
To achieve something greater, I had to let go. Let go of control, of ego, of the illusion that power was freedom. And in that surrender, I found purpose. True strength isn't in holding on—it's in letting go. If I'm remembered, let it be for this: that I sacrificed power to serve something greater."