Seraphina Martel
"Arrogant."
No. I am not arrogant. I am aware of exactly what my place in life is: at the top of the mountain. It's lonely, cold, and hard up here, but it's where I belong. There are benefits, but there are also costs, to being the best. One of them is the envy, jealousy, and hatred of others. I want friends, real companions, people who I can confide in and share my life with. My parents always told me I would never have anyone like that, because no one would ever be close enough to being my equal to be that kind of person to me.
I wanted to prove them wrong. I still want to prove them wrong. I want to use my power to help others, instead of just myself. But they're always so ungrateful! They bite and snarl like jackals, nipping at my heels when I try to protect them from lions.
But some admire the strong and aspire to be like them, instead of what the typical person does, even on this bus. Those typical people, Samantha, Saul, Robert, they see strength in others as weakness in themselves. They know that they gave up, that they chose to be less than they could be because they were afraid or the road to exceptionalism was too hard to walk. That is why they hate the capable, the strong, the best.
So I go back to fiddling with my phone and playing games. I politely get out of the way when Samantha wants to move. I have no need to bully her or box her in to prove that I am powerful. I just am. This is the source of much of my "coolness," the knowledge that I am, in fact, superior to the great majority of people.
I text back:
Thanks. Did you send that last message, too? Looks like your number is blocked.
If I'm a dragon, then I'm the good kind of dragon. Never kidnapped a princess in my life. =P
This message was last edited by the player at 21:51, Thu 10 Sept 2020.