The madness is at an end, and an uneasy balance has settled over the burning, dying world. Yet for one beleagured soldier; weary, battered, but alive; he knows it is only the beginning. But fight on he will, for this was the path he chose to tread, the destiny he chose to claim. Though it lead him through hellfire, and sorrow, and death, against the essence of the corrupted world itself; falter, he must not, he cannot. To inch forward, against all odds, to the very heart of chaos, that is his destiny; though destroy him, it may, and break him, it will.
I just hope nothing breaks yet. Not so soon.
Do excuse the lack of posts due to my final exams for first year, or First Professional M.B.B.S Examination. It was definitely on another level of "examination" than I was formerly familiar with, I'll give it that. It's probably the first time I've had 5 papers, consecutively, every day from Monday to Friday. There are few things more draining, and not just in one sense. The mental strain, the constant internal struggle for control, the isolation from loved ones... The list goes on.
As one would expect, the resulting backlash after the exams finish is... Overpowering. The resulting sense of liberation and freedom is such a powerful rush that at first, it leaves nothing but a void. However, it quickly fills up with anything and everything that it encounters, the less productive the better.
I really thank God for guiding me through that trying time, and for all the precious people he placed around me, and the support and strength they lent me, on which I was borne when my own had long grown cold.
Now that's over, let's get back to where we left off.
No cost too great.
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