What will I...?

[Darin trails off as he looks down at his hands.]

[He'd asked the question to himself a thousand times. 'What will I do?' He set out on his journey to find the person who framed him for murder and he did. It was Dromas. Dromas who, over the course of being dead for twenty years, had mastered the powers they had been born with. He was so powerful. He wasn't just a monster, he was practically a force of nature. A force of wanton destruction with the single minded purpose of making the prophecy come true.]

[Of forcing Darin to the brink, so that the two of them together could...]

[The two of them together...?]

[All of his life, he'd been carried along by Dromas' pace. Dromas embraced their abilities as children. After he was gone, Darin felt he owed it to his brother to take life by the horns; to act before he second guessed himself. And now, Dromas was trying to force the monster out of him by breaking him down bit by bit.]

I...

I don't...I don't want to hurt anyone. I want to...

...I want to show the Gods that people are more than just pawns...that...

That we can be good and we can be evil, but there's so much more to us than just those two facets...

[He lifts his head.]

I want to live my life...making sure that humanity is allowed to live theirs.