That hunger was the starting point.
Everything else followed from it. His family, his people, his ideals, all of it grew out of and served the same root, the bottomless want for more that was as much him as his name.
So he affirmed it, plainly. To achieve more for himself, for his family, for the hunger that would never be satisfied no matter what he fed it, he would move more ambitiously. More proactively. More Quintessentially. He would stop letting existence set quite so much of the pace.
And as he thought it, the Sealed One answered, and its answer was grand, and patient, and built precisely out of everything he had just said.
You want power? Undeniable power? Peace, free of worry? The end of the road for Mana and Infinity, the certainty of overcoming every monster, a quiet life for yourself and Ruination and any others?| The voice was gentle, reasonable, terribly kind.
