Move! I

A piece of a puzzle.

Movable. Malleable!

Breakable!

Persephael shone with incandescent bejeweled radiance as she stated such shocking words.

"It's causing an eruption of anger within you, is it not? People like you hate to be called chess pieces the most. But at the end of the day, that is truly what you are. There are many out there who have dreams. Countless numbers of beings across these Megalos and the Expanse alone, not to mention the countless others across the Frequencies of the Wheel. Piooners and even those who have attained Sources have dreams. That somehow, they aren't an insignificant smidge of absolutely nothingness in the grand scheme of existence. Many want their existence to matter, to live and accomplish something larger. But in the end, they turn out to be just that. Pieces. Do you know how many Source Complexity entities I have watched with my own eyes collapse their own weavings of existence willingly?"

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