It felt like it had taken ages since he first fell into her room. But he was not to linger for too long, otherwise he would have caused trouble for Lise. Despite he wanted to stay, it would have to wait until later. He bid his leave by planting a kiss at her cheek. "Let's meet up by the park this weekend?"
He had given her a few moments to ponder on it. Before he finally snuck out of her room during the night, the corridor was empty. Briefly he had considered the odds of being caught and that he could have borrowed some dress from Lise to pretend to be a girl. But it would have caused more trouble once he would have exited the girls dorm.
Imagine if Katherine would have spotted him in such a disguise? That very picture drew him out of that plan as swift as Alto's light. Thus he made it out without it, thankfully not running into anyone or being spotted in the corridor. He activated his thermal vision just to be certain.
Upon getting to his own bed he fell down, placing his hand on his face, pinching himself to see if he was dreaming. But it had not been a dream. Lady Liselotte had answered him, his greatest challenge, his greatest obstacle which could deter him from his future was now with him. He drew his hand down his face.
It was kind of her to allow me to use her shower. While I could use my powers for such a thing, the power is not a toy. It is a gift from the gods, a gift which shall be used properly. Even my morally wrong parents knew this. It's a weapon and your shield, with it you can control your surrounding and those in it.
He turned abit in his bed, placing himself on the side. Leaning against one of his arms and the other holding unto his head.
So many wish to use the power to do evil, because the power stems from evil gods. But if one wipe out evil, the amount remaining would be easier to take care of. The task of a god. To guide the future to a better one no matter what. A leader to gather the rest under him or her, then to ally and destroy the evil. Lise and I. We shall have to be the ones to guide this world forwards, someone must take the mantle and the world is rotten. The evil ones get away with their wicked desires and none can stop them.
What this world needs is a revolution.
Fire to scorch the world and cleanse it of those who defile it, then water to wash away the debris to allow new growth to begin. A better world that is to come.
I will win the tournament for lady Lise, but also for myself and the world that is to come. For that very sake I must not lose. I will win it and from that I will gain the respect and the acknowledgement from the others, even my enemies. Then I will gather my comerades, those who share my vision of a grand new future. For a blue and pure world free of war. But in order to get there, one final war must be fought against the dark. Like a gardener tending to the garden. When you look at it, this world of ours is indeed a large garden with all manner of plants within it. Lise is a rose ofcourse. But there are plants who are bad for the garden, which taint and contaminate the others and spread like weeds. They have to be cut down, pulled up in their roots and tossed into the cleansing pyre.
A tedious work but someone has to do it. If I have to become a god in order to do it so be it. We must train. We must all train. To be stronger. In both will and skill, in might and magic. My parents crafted me into a destroyer, and a destroyer I will be. But of people like them. The only one who made me forget about the cause were you my dear Lise. You who shine brightests of all the stars in the universe, and now you have embraced me with your light and that has empowered me even further. Now I am complete.
Like the thermometer, there is a point where there is a large shift in things. My motivation and determination has never been as strong as it is now. Katherine, Samoth, Cassius, William, Meredith, Alto... even you foxboy can be part of the magnificent world that is to come. But we need to remove parts of the old world first. It is a thing to build for the future, for now it is all about us getting stronger here in this school then when we finally leave it we should create the group which shall spark the flame.
Andreim turned over to look up at the ceiling. This is my real destiny. No.. not only mine but the destiny of the entire world. I'll save it. I will. Freedom for the world. This is far grander than the petty scheme you had in mind for me my parents. To usurp Clara's place in some school for the wicked? No. I will hunt down and destroy all the evil. A path greater than any other you had planned for me. I never was, nor will I ever be your puppet.
ELF. The elemental liberation front. It does sound good. Wind to blow the fire over the wicked, water to wash the debris away and earth to grow anew. Volkazar. That name has always meant nothing to me. I'll need a new last name. While Liselotte's lastname is good it is just too long. I shall have to sleep on that and much more. None knows yet what I intend to do. What I must do. They will in time.
He closed his eyes and slept.