He was a fool, and that revelation wounded the very fabric of his being.
He was the orchestrator of events that created chaos, allowing others to reach their true potential —the potential they had hidden, even from themselves. He was the master of getting others to act out of character, and in a humiliating turn of events, he had played himself.
Since the beginning, he had been forced to watch the others live carefree lives while he was subjected to suspicion and distrust. He’d always had a penchant for pandemonium, taking great delight in stirring the nest.
Order created complacency, and to be complacent was to become lazy. While others execrated change, it stirred the blood, sending it coursing through his veins. The struggle to adapt was fascinating. The others shunned him for not co
