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My name is Axeron. I am a Toa of Fire, master of the arts of stealth, hiding, killing. Assassination.
But my problem is that I am master of a skill I don't use. I....guess I need to get out more often. All these days, I just spend it stealing, thieving. I don't even take paid jobs. I don't even work. I just....sit here, cowering.
I guess that's my conclusion.
I am skillful in not using my skills.
No, no. That's why I've decided to do my job. Job? No, not job. Hobby....? Hmmmm......no. I'm still starving for the straight up skill. I know for a fact that are certain things I still need to accomplish. But, my job, my...my duty. I don't have one. Is that the biggest problem? I used to have one, but turns out it was filled with lies. I tried to liberate it, but...I failed. I tried, and failed. So I used my skills differently. Bounty hunter, hired assassin....
And I don't even do anything.
But whose fault is that? Is it mine? Each day I polish my weapons, I keep their edges sharp, and each day I practice with my elements, my powers. My Calix allows me the ability to literally change fate. Each day I can surround myself with the flames of revolution and walk right through. And yet, I do nothing with this. As my sister, Flay, once told me, back in the day of the guard, my power is a blessing. Mata Nui chose me, said, "Axeron, your destiny is set. Follow your path with this power, and you will achieve your destiny."
Well, I tried, God, I tried. But.....is...
IS THIS MY FAULT OR IS THIS YOURS?
Answer me this, oh high almighty. You gift me a sword, a weapon, and yet I have no set path. I have no duty. You leave me to my own whims? Is this abandonment? Or is this my path, huh? If so, why is it so ###### hard? I'm stuck here, in my own village, with a specific skill set, and I can't use it. Why? Because each time I try, something knocks me back down. And I can't even admit it! I am of the shadow, yet I operate in it for the light. So please!
Give me some determination!
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The lone Toa of Fire strode through Ta-Koro. Confidence, he realized, was a creation of your own mind. Your mind had to be tough for you to have it, and with it, you can grow everlastingly stronger. But despite this revelation, the Toa of Fire still couldn't - didn't want to - sit up, be confident, be determined, and use his willpower and determination.
Have you ever heard of people who are 'waiting for a sign'?
Axeron is a prime example. And his sign - he hoped, as it would change into a path towards the pinnacle of his life - would soon be coming. But one could only hope for such a thing.