Synopsis
How this all began isn't up to the entities we pray to, but to the "freedom", we claim to have. Once someone claims they are free, are they? What if they aren't free but delaying the inevitable? What if they chose the side that guaranteed their freedom, but were being secretly controlled instead? If that is what freedom is then no one would desire it like some dystopia.
But that's not what he has. He had true freedom. The kind of freedom that allowed you to break away from any predetermined path that wasn't your own, to crawl back to life after saying no to death, to change their strings of fate into uncuttable diamond weaved by their own hands. That's the kind of freedom he possesses', but like all great things, it came with a price. And the world he had come to know had outcast him in response.