Homeless, Possibly Forever

[reaperchop]

So you went through all that trouble to put together this account for me for no reason other than to have some fun from time-to-time?

Well, I can't argue with that! It's good to get out and stretch my legs so to speak!

And stop fretting over the name you entered in my profile. I've been around the block long enough to have earned a variety of names! Really, you'd be surprised how many ways different people address me. As long as they're familiar with who I am and it's not too rude, I don't mind~!

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[perfectorder]

[...Dad, this is not the time to be all cryptic and all knowing. but he sighs.]

Somehow I expected you would answer that way.

[reaperchop]

Sorry, Kiddo, but there are certain things that I really can't simply tell you no matter how much I'd like to. This is one of them.

I can, however, provide you with a hint:

If you do not master yourself first, instead of you mastering Power, Power will master you.

[perfectorder]

[you mean how it mastered headtwin in the Book—]

Power will master me...? [........Father, you've said strange things before. but that was beyond strange. and somewhat wrong.]

[reaperchop]

[Pretty much.]

[Death gives a solemn nod. Yes, he's in McSerious Mode. Look out.]

Look to those who sought Power and fell as examples, Kid. You'll see what I mean.

[perfectorder]

[somehow this is confusing him.]

Those who fell when seeking for "Power" were consumed by it—they tried to control it for their own use so to speak but could not.

[still frowning.]

I know I need more power, but I thought that in order to not fall I would have to be able to control. What you're saying sounds as if it should be the opposite. But isn't that exactly how others have fallen?

[or was he missing something?]

[reaperchop]

You're getting close, but you're missing a key element: why they couldn't control that power. Once you understand that, you'll begin to understand what I told you.

[perfectorder]

Why.... [well. he definitely has a lot of food for thought now. thanks, Dad.]

There's still much I don't understand, but...thanks you, Father.

[it was something at least. even if receiving such advice only reminded him that he won't be able to do that anymore back home. or well his version of home. thing.]

[reaperchop]

You're very welcome, Kid.

[In this case, however, he wishes he could be direct, but...well...sometimes you have to figure things out for yourself so you understand why things are certain ways.]