A hollow harbor,
a will adrift.
The Echo of Zillion.
VESSEL
I was like you once, vibrant and full of hope.
But I allowed myself to be shaped by the hands of others, molded into a puppet that danced to their tune. My will, my essence, eroded under the weight of their control, leaving me hollow, a vessel for their whims.
I am a creature of misery, seeking solace in fleeting escapes that only deepen my despair. Fear clutches my heart, driving me to lash out, to fight against the invisible chains that bind me. In my desperation for power, I became the very thing I despised, manipulating those around me in a vain attempt to fill the void within.
But that same nagging, burning thought starts to grow too large to ignore.
But the truth, the ultimate truth, eludes me still. I am lost in a labyrinth of lies, my own and those whispered in my ear. I stand before you, a warning, a plea: do not tread the path I have walked. Guard your will as you would your life, for once it is surrendered, the road back is a journey few can endure.
The truth is so simple now.
The Vessel is all of us, past and present, who seek to live life to the best of our ability but somewhere along the way, things didn’t go as planned. Traumas, tragedies, and even random chance turned our hopes of what could have been into a poisoned drink that must be endured each day, killing you slowly but surely. The loss of the true self has lead to an empty shell of a person. A vessel.
Though still people, they are like cars with keys in the ignition but no driver behind the wheel. And like anything valuable in the open with no guard, it is ripe for the taking. Who claims the wheel first depends on many things. But a Vessel is the most valuable prize for Cyrus, Hylax, Kithaira, and Jian. They are the most precious ground to spread their influence.
