I remembered.

I remembered my whole life, in a flash, just in reverse order.

Probably because my life got worse and worse as time passed on.

To be honest, my life wasn’t as harsh as others. 

There were obviously some moments when I felt like, I can live like this, I can enjoy a bit.

But that just made things worse, turning even my fond memories bitter tasting. Except the memories of ‘that’.

Truthfully, it is just me who is weak. I loath myself.

I didn’t have the courage or the will to face this world.

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So I did the only thing that came to my mind, run.

Maybe it was my wish to go to a simpler time or maybe it was because of how much of an idol ‘that’ character is, that at the end of my ‘flashback’, I remembered him.

I wish... I was like him.

I wish... I could be him.

That’s why.

After the arduous penance of numerous years, surviving on nothing but air, here in the Himalayas, when God appeared in front of me— pleased and benevolent —he asked me for my boon. 

The words that left my mouth subconsciously,

“I wish to be Karna.”