I'd like to share with you all a bit of enlightenment I have come upon.

When I was a monk, I learned early that i found true joy in bringing someone to a gory, bloody demise. I found that in that moment of utter glory over my opponents, my body was pure. I was the embodiment of the Kharon philosphies at the time. The perfection of Mind, Body, and Soul. There was flaw in this reasoning, however. If it was the moment, and not the person then that would make all of the great warriors perfect. Only one can be perfect.

It was with a heavy heart that I left my fellow brethren and even my Dark Master in further pursuit of perfection of the Mind, Body, and Soul. I was shown some real compassion by the very people that were the subject of my experiments. It was then I chose what my new profession would be. I picked up a mace for the first time, and could feel the raw power it contained. I turned my experiments back upon those who I used to call friends, destroying right and left and being destroyed. All in the name of the Holy Church of Achaea.

The fact that the Church embraced me for my actions, rather sickened me. I, however, have a lust for power and when presented the opportuinties of high rank, I gladly accepted and hid my repulsion. I've served in their legions for a few years before moving on to carry out my own designs as a rogue.

Those last 3 paragraphs can sum up my entire existance here. The life of a betrayer(as Lord Twilight so appropriatly titled me), the life of a murderer, the life of a holy man, the life of the Endbringer.

My various enemies will tell you what a vile worthless wretch I am(ask Raajin some time). What few friends I retain will tell you of my various good deeds, and probably ignore my many shortcomings. My current Patron will tell you, actually I don't know what the hell She'd say. This isn't what i want though. I no longer want the power, the respect, the fame. What i want people to say about me from this point on is simply "He's Gijan".

The reasoning behind this logic is rather simple, it comes back to what this post's subject really is. Right and Wrong. Noone in this hell on earth world we live is right, and noone in this heaven on earth world is wrong. Ideals are things to devote your self to, to perfect within yourself, not to push upon others. Philosphies are matters of debate in which there is no winner and loser. Life here is an ongoing game, again without winners and losers.

One final matter. The ideal my life has always centered around. The End. The End has been my everything for as long as i can remember. So I'm gonna post my thoughts on the End, then finish this post off.

The End is specifically the moment when an object or creature ceases to be. It is not good, it is not bad. Some use it for good such as Nature where survival of the fittest makes the realm populated by better specimens...others use it for evil, such as the realm of death where it terminates a life. The End is a moment of final revelation and of deep contemplation when everything finally seems to make sense. In the End we are all equal...everyone and everything is reduced to the primordial essence of life that makes everything up. Thus man and plant are equivalent, full understanding of the End brings about a deep respect for life, and the full power of removing it from another being

Now, I go to plan my future. With each and every one of you rests my legacy.

The One and Only,
Gijan, Endbringer

Quote the Mak Fawa, "Boom"

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Valnuary, in the year 255 AF.