The Time Leaper

Perfection is the ultimate goal. To win, to control, to shape destiny itself-this is the path I have chosen. Every mistake is erased, every step calculated, every obstacle bent to my will. I refuse to accept failure. But no matter how many times I try, some things remain beyond reach. No matter how much I struggle, there are forces that refuse to bend. Fate, unyielding and absolute, whispers that some things are simply meant to be. So I ask myself-am I the master of my own destiny, or merely a pawn in a game I can never truly control?