The Tale of the Blind Monk-
Long ago, there was a monk, a normal human, no gift, but he had charisma and the will to be the most pure monk in all of the world. One day while meditating in a regular monastery, the walls began to crumble and crash down. The bricks flew but the monk did not flinch, and two bricks came in and hit him right in the eyes, sharp broken bricks, and the monk was blinded. Although he lost a sense he did not deter from his path to purity. And so the monk continued training to be the very best. The loss of his sight opened his view to how the world could be viewed through purity, unable to see the corruption of the land, it made it seem as if he had already achieved his goal. So the monk continued onward, thinking he had found purity through loss of his sight, and so he traveled to the warmest place he could find and sat down, and attempted to pull the light from the area, his mind succeeded but his body could not contain it, yet the purity allowed him to stay, a lifeless man sitting, for many years to come. Light is easy to come by, and easier to tame and absorb when you open your world by losing some of it.
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