[Genesis was in much the same boat predicament as Gold. And everyone else here. He had answers, but none that he wanted. He was supposed to have been sealed away, sleeping until the Planet needed him. This was not his Planet. The island was beautiful enough but this isn't something he could just accept like the locals seemed to want him to. He had a duty now.]
My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains.
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[Genesis was in much the same
boatpredicament as Gold. And everyone else here. He had answers, but none that he wanted. He was supposed to have been sealed away, sleeping until the Planet needed him. This was not his Planet. The island was beautiful enough but this isn't something he could just accept like the locals seemed to want him to. He had a duty now.]My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains.