King of Clubs
I have been away for a full moon... Meditating upon the dragon's head, I watched the Fire Lord wage war across the land.
One night, as the fire burned its brightest.... scouring the land of its impurities, the Lord watched in silence as his Fireflies used arson as their weapon of choice.
I learned from The Diary of a Broken Soul this King uses his power as and when it is required. He took the form of Guan Yu as I crept up behind him that night.
The man is dead but in Jahanam, the spirit lives on... a warlord to the core. The entity behind the mask told me a story about bravery and honor; loyalty and humility. A man who became a god. What did he live for? What did he die for? In living myths and legends, what was real and what was not?
As he turned his gaze towards the past, everything from the future vanished in Jahanam. Was that the message he was trying to relay... that our past will catch up and our future will be decided based on how we harvest / abuse what little power we have?
Every question answered prompts more confusion... On nights when the spirit is weary of the never-ending fight, when it wavers on the brink of defeat, Metanoia seems so far away.