You were not born to fit in. You were not put here to shrink, to obey, to mold yourself into something more acceptable. No. You were born to become.
To rise. To learn. To stand.
The road is brutal. It will strip you down, test your strength, and demand everything you have. It will make you question yourself, break you open, and force you to rebuild, again and again. And most will turn back. They will choose comfort over truth, safety over freedom, illusion over reality.
But not you.
Because something in you refuses to settle. Something in you howls at the night, knowing that there is more—more to see, more to feel, more to be. You are not meant for cages, for easy answers, for the shallow distractions that keep most people numb. You are meant for depth. For fire. For a path that only a rare few will ever dare to walk.
So walk on, Lone Wolf. Walk on.
No matter the cost. No matter the doubt. No matter how many times you stand alone.
Because beyond the storm, beyond the struggle, beyond all the trials that try to break you—there is you.
Untamed. Unshaken. Unstoppable.
And that is worth everything.
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