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[center][color=#FF00FF][i][h1]Self reflection[/h1][/i][/color][/center]
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The days back at the school have given him the comfort he sought for. It was rather noisy, especially for someone like him but it brought with it familiarity. He could be himself, there were no people around all the time to feel a need to prove himself. The air was pleasant unlike that dusty hell of An Zenui.

Fiske toyed around by creating Illusions of the things he saw. First a Cazenax, then a Sirrahi and finally a miniature Hetraxa. He tried to be as detailed but to envelop the sheer terror of such a colossal demon was too much for even someone of his skill. He tried and tried but could only make a somewhat believable illusion of the vile existence and it infuriated him.  [color=#FF00FF]"Who in the five hells is going to believe this is the real one if they've already seen them?"[/color]

He tried to be the hero for once, tried to do good and stand up for something he deemed immoral… yet he was no hero. He was nothing but a child pretending to be a hero, a coward pretending to be brave. At the end of the day he was no Benedetto but just Fiske, someone who did not have the strength or resolve to change anything.

[color=#FF00FF]"Vati… Mutti… es tut mir so leid… Ich bin kraftlos…"[/color] He muttered softly to himself. [color=#FF00FF]"A man who could not protect his family is no man at all."[/color] Tears ran down his cheeks, reliving the memories of the past. [color=#FF00FF]"Family treasure this, so much promise that. Even when you’re no longer here your stupid words haunt me."[/color] He punched the wall of his dorm. [color=#FF00FF]"You all knew I would never live up to those expectations, even schwester dearest knew.."[/color] 

The boy punched and punched until his knuckles began to bleed. [color=#FF00FF][i]Someone who gave up their old name and ran away is nothing but a coward,[/i][/color] His fists shivered from the stinging sensation. [color=#FF00FF][i]Well that person died with everyone else! I’m never going back.[/i][/color] He walked up towards the mirror and inspected himself. [color=#FF00FF][i]I am nothing but a ghost pretending to be someone I am not. [/i][/color] A weak smile covered his face. [color=#FF00FF][i]If this identity is nothing but an illusion I’ll make sure it’ll be the damned best illusion there is! [/i][/color]

[color=#FF00FF]”I’m going to become one that has a hundred… nay, a thousand faces.”[/color] He started with a fist raised into the air. [color=#FF00FF]”I will be the coward when the play demands it. I will be the brave hero if the play demands it and I will play every other part in this play the damned best I can for I am but an actor in this massive play.”[/color] He began to work on his Hetraxa illusion once more with a content smile. [color=#FF00FF]”My illusions will be the ones that are going to trick even the gods and the world itself.”[/color]