The limits are up to you.
You are not the architect of the world, just a speck of dust within it. However, from this moment, till your last moment moving forward, choice will be ever in your hand. That is the true power of Heroes and Villains, the choice to do great things or not. To not be simply told how their lives will function like little cogs in machines.
The blank book to write the tale you will walk.
A dusty road filled with friends and enemies true.
The tomarrow that isn't promised and the yesterday we all mourn the loss.
When Heroes stand idle, Villains need not talk.
Red washes the land, stealing away skies once blue.
In the air it spins, the uncertain future, the coin's callous toss.
Choose who you will be for yourself.
Know your heart and stand as you will.
The world will come to push, to pull you from your shelf.
None will choose for you, Hero, Villain, mine. This is your bill.
Be brave and bold, fortune will always smile your way.
With a song in your heart, make someone else pay.