Ever since I was born, I am the same person I’ve always been. Even before my birth, I was a character that has lived multiple lifetimes. I’ve lived numerous lives paved with daunting hardships. I knew true love and unconditional friendships. Although my overall look has never really changed from the green-eyed and brown-haired boy, I was alternately a small kid or a young man on a journey across time and space. I’ve worn many names and experienced so many various existences, however what remains constant is the trust I inspire in people. They trust me as a determined and dependent person who makes the utmost to protect his friends.

I can’t count the number of times I was disappointed by the course of actions and endings of any books or movie. It seems that is it far easier to create a promise than to fulfill the glimpse of potential that was once given to the reader. Or is it that maybe the process of creating truly new and appealing artistic content is long and harsh, such that artists spend more time thinking about the premises and concept of a story but don’t when it comes to extend their work because they are tied by hard deadlines. I often realized that what happens after the main character took his resolution to part with his family and set out for a fantastic journey often ends up with a terrible series of clichés.