We Thought We Were Bigger (3)

Guiding the chosen one bring another color in my fading life. I am having fun in watching him growing stronger and meeting the precious souls that will help him. Is this a feeling of a parent that seeing how a child is growing? I don't know but I'm sure that I am doing the right thing. 

The chosen one is feeling the existence of mine. He is feeling that someone is helping him, and he feels the sincerity of every miracle that's happening around him.

I felt so much happiness in knowing that. 

Every help that i give on them is taking a part of my soul. My power is decreasing, I don't have enough time to watch his whole journey. 

I used my remaining part of soul and arrange a grand ending for his journey to became the strongest. "Sigh. So this is the end of my existence". I'm sad about it but happy at the same time. 

My sacrifice is not in vain, I the unchosen one is leaving a legend that everyone will read, talk and passed to every generation.