A poet wrote once about travelling a road not taken, an allegory about how one can never really make the wrong choice in life, simply a different choice.
However, this poem neglects to address the reason why certain roads aren't as travelled as others: previous travellers.
Roads are paved not by those who are familiar with the path, but by those who have never walked them before.
Every wise sage was once a reckless fool.
Every veteran was once a greenhorn.
And every scarred survivor was once a fresh face youth.
And bring this up to say this: the road less travelled by isn't equal to one that's been well-worn. Rather, it is one that only the young may travel, because nobody else can have that road.
—The words of the scholar who had the rare chance to live three times over.
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After Lythero had expressed interest in making his future sword out of the Netherworld Sun Steel, Zhen Liu immediately bid both him and Axer a good evening before excusing himself.
