It's so beautifully simple... and I didn't even think of it.

[ There's a supernatural reason for that as well, but unfortunately More is not going to remember that until his mind palace is cleared next week... For now he's actually pretty happy to learn about democracy though. His self-deprecation remains more lightheartedly self-ironic rather than depressed. ]

All my life I'd been told that I had a grand destiny that was wholly necessary for the good of all, that I should feel proud to shoulder... and for all that I had attempted to rebel against it, I still let it fester in my heart. I suppose "purpose" has its way of taking root in people despite their best intentions.