Do you believe in change? A full 360 degree change?
Well, i don't.
Change how much you want, but the old part of you will still be there.
Lingering about, waiting for the moment to take back the entity that makes you who you are.
So let me tell you a little story...
The King and the Horse.
There was once a King.
He was powerful. He was invincible.
Words doesn't affect him, actions are nothing but futile attempts.
Nothing could hurt him, for he have no heart.
He treated the whole world as his enemy.
He cut his ties to the world, and that made him stronger.
He was alone, but he was happy all the same.
Of all the riches he has, there was one item that he treasured most.
His Horse.
His Horse was pure white. A blank slate of nothingness.
It was his friend, his only friend.
It was his friend, his only friend.
The King will never apart from his Horse.
Any way the King went, the Horse would follow.
Little by little, the King's personality, his essence was imprinted onto the Horse.
One fateful day, the King met the Enchantress.
She was the most beautiful maiden in the land, and the King fell for her in an instant.
The King felt something in his hollow chest, something that he never felt before.
The Enchantress had opened the void, where his heart was suppose to be.
The King was confused for he had never experience such things.
The Enchantress brought the winds of change.
This wonderful change comes with a price.
The King had become vulnerable. The King was weak.
The King had to rely on the Horse for power.
At first, the Horse didn't mind.
He was happy that the King need to use him again.
He was happy that the King need to use him again.
This went on for a while.
The King played around with the Enchantress and her schemes,
while the Horse was left alone.
while the Horse was left alone.
Two summer went by and the Horse has a sudden realization.
'Why do I have to bow down to a powerless King?' the Horse thought.
The Horse became black as night itself.
Envy, Pride, Greed, Wrath had turned the pure white horse into jet black.
Thus, a fight over power ensued.
The Horse wants control over the entity that makes the Horse and the King whole.
Will the Horse overthrow the king? Or will the King reign supreme?
The battle never ends.
Envy, Pride, Greed, Wrath had turned the pure white horse into jet black.
Thus, a fight over power ensued.
The Horse wants control over the entity that makes the Horse and the King whole.
Will the Horse overthrow the king? Or will the King reign supreme?
The battle never ends.
