Erudition Magnets

Those who follow the "Erudition" Path admire thinking, logic, and strategic behavior.

He once heard a ballad, singing in praise of that sliver of light: Rose blooms, to answer THEIR smile. Dawn shines, to illuminate THEIR visage. Melody plays, to banish THEIR fatigue. But, light, once gone, never returns. Yet, he still gallops to the far beyond. All that is needed is to wait for, to believe in, and to preach about everything that is of the Beauty in this cosmos. Even if everything is but a fleeting instant before a gaze, he has already found the answer he sought.

"So happy I got to see Pom-Pom in new clothes today! I like it~" "Today's my birthday! I'm still as cute as ever." "Today, I finally finally finally have a junior! Isn't that right, (Trailblazer)?" We click the shutter many times without thinking. Do we do that to capture the happiness at that moment? Or to capture ourselves at that moment?

From birth, all that ever lay before him was but a lightless dungeon. To this darkness, irrelevant sins bound him… irrelevant memories engulfed him. He writhed, gasping for breath with every fiber of his being, attempting to clasp a sliver of light in this fathomless ocean. Until the day the general stepped into the lightless depths of this prison, he beheld a radiance shining brighter than the sun – the gaze of a young man.

The ache in the middle of her forehead will accompany her for the rest of her life, but it is only a fraction of what she had experienced in the past. She thought herself prescient until the departure of those for whom she cared. She now "sees" the world ever-changing, the times ever-shifting... But she already shut her eyes, because the future has already been determined ...inside "the third eye."

A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Human extinction is inevitable, but the library will live on: lonely, immobile, and hidden from the public. Its vast collection is useless, yet pure from corruption."

I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship T-Shirt

A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Knowledge is locked behind a gate, the key to which is hidden from those seeking answers from others, while made obvious for those determined to find it on their own."

A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Should Wise Ones be unable to abandon their identity as humans, they shall be abandoned by wisdom."

A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Should Wise Ones be unable to abandon their identity as humans, they shall be abandoned by wisdom."

The blade shattered, plunging into the bone-chilling cold. All earthly instruments are mere futilities, their worth discernible with a single glance. "What use do I have of swords?" She holds no attachment, nor does her gaze accommodate anything within. "From now on, I shall be my own sword." To transcend perceived precipices and achieve unprecedented breakthroughs, one must regard themselves as "kindling" to fuel their own fire.

An exceptional intellectual or creative power or other natural ability.

SCIENCE IS FICTION

SCIENCE IS THE TRUTH

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