DEFEAT

He refused, at first, to give into their will.  He fought them with everything he had save for one single tool.  He promised himself he would never employ it, as once used it has the potencial to destroy not only his enemies, but himself as well.  If utilized, he would most certainly win, but the cost of winning would be steep.  He swallowed his pride and surrendered to them all.  To say it was extremely difficult, rendering himself and his soul lifeless, would be an understatement.  It hurt within every fiber of his being.  He had worked so hard and for so long, to what end?  He tasted the poisonous venom of defeat on his lips and it filled his veins with sickness and rage.  In that moment, he decided to never again allow himself to fall into this position again.

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