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[he_is_wild]

[Zulfiqar is sitting up on a roof, staring into the sky.]

In my life I have been rogue and warrior, hero and villain, the sheep and the wolf. I have been powerful and powerless, I have flown and I have been anchored. So many things have happened in my long life.

[His mask turns towards the camera.]And all I know is what I am not. I am simply a

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[Voice]

[theladydiscord]

[ At first, she thinks she can feet it there, beneath the surface, behind the mask and in the depths of this person: a touch of unpredictability, of her element.]

[But it's strange. Like it's sleeping. Or that her initial impressions... are mistaken. In the end, all she can surmise of him is as much as he has said: A long life. Long history.]

[Her answer comes easy, but slow. Like she's savoring the word.]

Chaos.

[Voice]

[he_is_wild]

[Behind the mask, green eyes glint in curiosity.]

How do you mean?

[Voice]

[theladydiscord]

Sweetie, there's no point in anything if there's no chaos. Are heroes 'heroic' if they have nothing to save you from? Are thieves still thieves if they can't steal? Without chaos, we're nothing.

And- [A short, indulgent laugh.] - it's boring.

Chaos makes us who we are. Don't you think?

Voice]

[he_is_wild]

[This strikes a chord within him. Inside, his madness writhes.]

I suppose you could see it that way.