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Berk could feel it...he doesn't have much left in the tank.
Breaking the previous bindings was an incredible challenge, one that demanded everything he had, and yet even though he's this close, it still demands more from him.
Anxiety crept up to him. Fast.
Having tasted what it's like to be on the same pedestal as the Supreme Will, Berk didn't want to go back. That power, the omniscience, the inevitability of his existence...it was a forbidden ambrosia, one that he deeply yearned for.
That little taste at the beginning was all it took for him to be willing to risk everything. So yeah, he's not going down without a fight.
Berk threw caution to the wind. So what if he dies? His children are already cared for. He doesn't have any family. And his fellow councillors? They will understand. They all got to this point knowing what's at stake. They will respect his decision.
Alas, the Binding of Mystery cared not for his thoughts, his wishes, or his desires.
