Epiphany

It feels so wrong to be humbled by someone who you think cannot humble you enough. One strike, one bloody strike from her base power...and I'm already bedridden for three more weeks.

Meanwhile, many rookies have graduated to Tier 2. There were many who passed the duel matches and have claimed their status gracefully. Everyone from my circle...except for me.

My elbow was over my forehead, and I kept staring at the ceiling above me. It was a thatched space, a small room dedicated for healing. Healing of helpless Radge Hawkers like myself.

Without the force...I'm seen as indifferent here. The immortals look down on me. But I've been bearing the indifference gracefully. Or so I thought.

"Yes, he is the one." Said an attending medical examiner for my case. They don't have doctors around here, because the force that stays with you for your life is supposed to heal you up at Godspeed. Even if you lose a limb, the force shall heal you to your best health and state.

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