Life of an honest Soul
Expresses himself honestly
Sees the truth in hearts
He seeks to grow as a person
he isnt satisfied with beinh ordinary
but somehow that wasnt directly his goal
in belief, he found himself guarded and steadfast
being testet wasnt a big deal for him, since he went in with all he got, and honesty towards himself kept him pure
He gravitated towards god, or the Dao,or whatever it was that satisfied him so much he need not think twice about that decision.
just summing it up a bit from a perspective, bear with me.
His older cousin played a big role in friendship, and teached him what salt and sugar tasted like. or more like what tequilla with salt and lemon smelt, or was it Malibu Rum with Milk.
Cousin was the lead person, but strangely MC never betrayed the path to Truth, which led them being more apart from each other. While Cousin went for while the one seeked a career, a high paying job, a beautiful girlfriend, the other was growing more insecure, judging himself and thinking more deeply about himself and his surroundings.
Yes, MC was growing, yet that growth seemed as Paradox as if a tree grew without soil.
He, or his roots touched down eventually, and that shallow confidence, being guided by mysterious powers of the Dao, led him to become someone not easily understood.
In middle school, he was heart broken,
in High school, he found friends, which he didnt even try to get, they somehow found theirself attracted to him, and his rebellious side towards his controlfreaky parents led him to try to challenge them indirectly.
His brother was a pain in the ass, cold as steel but sometimes bearable. Trough him, MC found early inspirations. And while he grew, family seemed to fall apart. Constant fights broke out. He first didnt care, he tought God would fix this issue fast. At the age of 18, and still a virgin, insecure in his physique because of information flooding from early age, life was spirallinh out of control.
His brother grew more addicted to drugs, and entered his Mafia Dog Eat Dog days. his biggest inspiration was fading, bzt his heart never let him go. there still was always a chance for him to his heart. But, it was getting late.
His parents were hard workers, but somehow that wasnt enough for the brother duo, since Big Brother went astray, and little MC grew colder day by day. Well, define cold… He was growing. Not in Career, But in Belief. In Fate. And while time passed, for him it was ment to be just a stepping stone to his true awakening. He was tested. He had to sacrifice. And so he did. He was aknowledged. But by who ? This one, as hard as he wanted to explain, people just didnt understand him. How so anyway, can you see trough the eyes of one another ? Or feel? to an extend, maybe, But as the principle of the dao is, ‚scurrile', MC was protected even though his truth shattered his surroundings. he tried anyways, but he knew there was little hope to explaining something he didnt even understand himself. Nonetheless, Truth in his heart and Belief in God were un shakeable. what a foundation he had. maybe inferior in Expression, in Intelligence or career, but fate handled him like a loving mother, and instinct drove him.
belief steadied him, and soon he found his calling.
The dao forced him to go, to a place they called the Slumbering awakening. his senses where forced to the limit, all alone, in his toughts. The dao was gripping his senses like never before. He was tested, for there was an enemy. And if not the Dao, then sure ‚He' was going to destroy him. So the Dao froced this young one's awakening, itching him closer to the limits, Mc questioned every logic, belief and Understanding there was. ‚He' tried to throw him off course, always, and irritated him, but to no avail. Mc's desire was awakened. ‚As white as can Be!' he declared, and his Self, His Form, His Hair especially, marked the beginning of his journey, the crossing of fate, the aligning of his Dao of Light, forever to remember it.
he said he would never smoke cigarettes, or do drugs.
Still healing from that scar which carved him deeply, and trust had to build up slowly now.