Emberwood Across the violet sky

Fate is the child of nature and nurture - you are unwise to deny it. She replied calmly. She knew and had seen the truth. Fate was kind despite its cruelties - daunting at first, but calming once you gave in. Donovan would never accept this truth - his own truth. He was not his father nor responsible for his legacy. A legacy was nothing more than planting seeds in a garden you would never get to see. Useless a legacy was, but kindness in the moment would build something much stronger. A legend, a story. It's what she aimed to become. An anomaly in the system.

And then what? She asked when he was done talking the nonsense that was his belief. You live alone with your minions forever 'till nature returns your body to the earth - or perhaps you'd get killed by them, for already have you proven the existence of infighting - a power struggle. She was confidant it would much sooner be the latter than the former. She shook her head. The path you follow is lonely and sad, but it's never too late to turn around and better yourself so you may have a kinder future.