The world we have built where we have debt and have to work it off like some sort of indentured servant is bullshit. Where is my patron? Someone who recognizes that spark and helps me to bring it to full blaze. Why can't things be simple? Why must there be responsibility and obligation?
I want to make magic, and yet the world conspires to stop me.
Well fuck you world. I won't stop. I refuse to give up.
Fear my potential