#torewritesforamonth

That's right, it's torture time babes. "But you should write what you like and love—" And I am doing that. I am about to write how the Chosen One thingy will not work most of the time. I am going to write how much it doesn't work just because I want to and no one can stop me.

Yes, the Chosen One has some good parts, but has anyone ever thought how hard it would be to have a sense of responsibility for defeating some kind of a monster or villain? That sense of pressure and expectation slowly mounting on your back as they put their trust on you, as they put their very life on you thinking that yes, you can defeat that shit. You can't make mistakes, you can't even fail, not when the lives of the people who raised you and the state of the world itself hang on the edge, not when these things were your responsibility now to save. You started to pressure yourself even more because of it, you cannot fail, you cannot let the monster win or the people who look up to you would be disappointed. At this point it wasn't just pressure of defeating the villain, it was fear of how people will perceive you if you fucking slip once.

And it is a terrifying little thing.