Ellegaard's voice echoed alongside the memory.
"Loser"—that was what she called him. "Loser"—that was what many others had called him, even when he was already at the top in his home world. He closed his eyes, calming those memories. He clenched his fists tightly and, just like for most of his life, stared at a screen in the middle of the darkness.
The shadow spoke again. Its voice was calmer now, more understanding.
"Doubt is what turned you into what you are. Do not doubt, for your destiny lies in your decision."
'My destiny…' His lifeless eyes fixed on the only option that would pull him out of misery. 'I can change…' Hesitantly, he reached toward the window and made his choice.
[ Accept being the Herald of the Unnameable. ]
