Post by Lynx on Oct 22, 2018 14:19:45 GMT -5
“I have seen things you people wouldn't believe...
..All these moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain”
Roy Batty. Blade Runner
The night is calm and sweet. Everyone is sleeping, everyone but him. Now that the night has embraced the sky and everything is at ease, he can relax and take a walk through the empty city streets.
..He puts his black trench coat on. It is time. Time to become one with his thoughts and the beloved night sky. Time and again he takes one of these walks. It is time to become one with his thoughts and his Heart.
His thoughts
His Heart.
He has always followed his heart. He is one of these hot headed youthful people, who believe that one should always follow his emotions. That it is the heart who must lead the way.
He. Child of a millionaire.
He. A Vagabond in his youth.
He always felt like he should be relying on his own skills and not on the skills of his father and of his renowned family name.
That is why he embraced the streets in a tender age. That is why he became a Vagabond, a wanderer, almost a hobo, in his early youth.
His only friend? A half wolf named Kazaan.
Together they took on the trip of a lifetime. He could write a book about his life and his troubles and after that, there would still be a lot to write about.
He touched the depths of human nature with both his hands. He saw evil in the eyes and was able to see sanctity beyond all that. He, who was not surprised when a human being did evil. He who was surprised when a human being did something good...
...and still. He was able to think positively about human nature. For every hundred thousand evil humans, there is a Mother Theresa.
For every hundred thousand calculative, manipulative, human beings, there is a Martin Luther King. For every cynical there is a Dreamer...
Human beings should always aim for the sky. For the stars...
..He did that.
That is why he could get a Bachelors degree.
That is why he could master his job and become the best at it within Months.
That is why. That is why he was now, a Champion!
He walked the path of dreams , as the stars enlightened the way. He reached for them and touched glory and fame, but he never lost his humble ways. He never forgot to care for the path in which he threw his steps.
He, who lost the place he called home in a very young age..
..But was able to find Rakuen years and years later.
Rakuen. The Wolfs Paradise.
That is who he was, a wolf without a pack!
And this very wolf, survivor without a pack was now the Alpha Male.
He was the supreme hunter.
The one everyone was aiming to become.
His throne, a target in the eyes of many. He, himself a target of targets.
They were the ones thinking they were hunting him. Yet they were the ones falling when the fight occurred.
Take Metal Hero!
Undefeated.
Until he, Lynx, became the one to rise from the waves of people and dethrone the champion in order to become he, himself a Champion.
Take Jack Tillman.
The Prestigious challenger that came in his, in Lynx´s Rakuen, aiming to dethrone him, but failed to do so.
Take Daichi Kusumoto.
The experienced and Honorful fighter who wants to be the one to be remembered as the Dethroner of the Hunter.
But, most probably will fail to do so!
He, Lynx, knew he was a normal human being.He was not a superman. He had been defeated before. He could not say his record was a million to null.
What he could say, was that each and every time he got knocked down, he stood up even stronger than before. He could say that when it came to the final fight, he was there to deliver.
What he delivered was the almost final crush to the ambitions of many.
They could stand tall.
But, could they rise again when they Fell?
Because, that was what mattered the most. To know how how to rise, like a phoenix from the ashes, each and every time your flight fell short of a target.
It takes strength.
It takes spirit.
But ,what matters the most, it takes Heart...
..a Burning Heart..
You got what it takes?
..All these moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain”
Roy Batty. Blade Runner
The night is calm and sweet. Everyone is sleeping, everyone but him. Now that the night has embraced the sky and everything is at ease, he can relax and take a walk through the empty city streets.
..He puts his black trench coat on. It is time. Time to become one with his thoughts and the beloved night sky. Time and again he takes one of these walks. It is time to become one with his thoughts and his Heart.
His thoughts
His Heart.
He has always followed his heart. He is one of these hot headed youthful people, who believe that one should always follow his emotions. That it is the heart who must lead the way.
He. Child of a millionaire.
He. A Vagabond in his youth.
He always felt like he should be relying on his own skills and not on the skills of his father and of his renowned family name.
That is why he embraced the streets in a tender age. That is why he became a Vagabond, a wanderer, almost a hobo, in his early youth.
His only friend? A half wolf named Kazaan.
Together they took on the trip of a lifetime. He could write a book about his life and his troubles and after that, there would still be a lot to write about.
He touched the depths of human nature with both his hands. He saw evil in the eyes and was able to see sanctity beyond all that. He, who was not surprised when a human being did evil. He who was surprised when a human being did something good...
...and still. He was able to think positively about human nature. For every hundred thousand evil humans, there is a Mother Theresa.
For every hundred thousand calculative, manipulative, human beings, there is a Martin Luther King. For every cynical there is a Dreamer...
Human beings should always aim for the sky. For the stars...
..He did that.
That is why he could get a Bachelors degree.
That is why he could master his job and become the best at it within Months.
That is why. That is why he was now, a Champion!
He walked the path of dreams , as the stars enlightened the way. He reached for them and touched glory and fame, but he never lost his humble ways. He never forgot to care for the path in which he threw his steps.
He, who lost the place he called home in a very young age..
..But was able to find Rakuen years and years later.
Rakuen. The Wolfs Paradise.
That is who he was, a wolf without a pack!
And this very wolf, survivor without a pack was now the Alpha Male.
He was the supreme hunter.
The one everyone was aiming to become.
His throne, a target in the eyes of many. He, himself a target of targets.
They were the ones thinking they were hunting him. Yet they were the ones falling when the fight occurred.
Take Metal Hero!
Undefeated.
Until he, Lynx, became the one to rise from the waves of people and dethrone the champion in order to become he, himself a Champion.
Take Jack Tillman.
The Prestigious challenger that came in his, in Lynx´s Rakuen, aiming to dethrone him, but failed to do so.
Take Daichi Kusumoto.
The experienced and Honorful fighter who wants to be the one to be remembered as the Dethroner of the Hunter.
But, most probably will fail to do so!
He, Lynx, knew he was a normal human being.He was not a superman. He had been defeated before. He could not say his record was a million to null.
What he could say, was that each and every time he got knocked down, he stood up even stronger than before. He could say that when it came to the final fight, he was there to deliver.
What he delivered was the almost final crush to the ambitions of many.
They could stand tall.
But, could they rise again when they Fell?
Because, that was what mattered the most. To know how how to rise, like a phoenix from the ashes, each and every time your flight fell short of a target.
It takes strength.
It takes spirit.
But ,what matters the most, it takes Heart...
..a Burning Heart..
You got what it takes?
