The Path Renewed

    "That's it. What's done is done."

    I stare down at my phone, wondering why it had to be this way. Years of a friendship now basically cast into memory and an archive that I wish could continue. I stare up at Arthur. He stares back down at me, waiting to see what I do. I feel the pain flow out of me: my body is numb, my mind is blank, but my heart aches. I've been trying to deny that this could be the path but it is; I can see that now. "Why did this have to be the path?"

    "You think this was supposed to be an easy path? That you would get everything you wanted, including the small hope of being with him?" Arthur smirks. "No. That is not the path. The path you are heading to has better things."

    "I thought he was the better thing!" I scream. I feel my body shake with the rage and the hurt as I get up. Arthur takes a deep breath. "I thought it would be better with him in my life more often! I thought it would be better having his company! That's one part that I've been praying for, hoping for, dreaming of since... since he left the state!" I break into tears and pace the basement again. "But no. No. Not at all. Now he is out of the state, probably for good this time. Didn't say anything to any of us. Not even Sirlari. I had to tell her myself." I glance back at my phone again. "I just thought... maybe I struck a nerve."

    "You probably did. Just not in the way you wanted to." Arthur grabs my shoulder to hold me still. "Remember what the archangel said. You are on your path, and he is on his. And you got to enjoy each other's company for a while."

    "I would hope he enjoyed my company." I sniffle. 

    "I would like to think so. But I don't know. I am merely a reflection of your perspective of him." Arthur chuckles and motions to himself. "And even that is a bit of a convoluted statement." I'm a bit confused, but he clears it up. "You based my existence -and all of the Guardians' existence- off two sources: the secondary source of previous loves, and the primary source of Samuel. Your ideal love." I nod. It is the truth after all. "We phase in and out of the stories because our secondary sources and your ego influence things. But now maybe there needs to be a better path to take. One that is better for you and for us."

    I ponder what he said. I have been getting a lot of signs pointing toward the death of my ego. Was this all part of it? Was this what I was being told would eventually happen so I can move on to something better?

    It seems Arthur was reading my mind as he answers, "Let's get through the ego death all together. So we can all see what's on the other side." He opens his arms for a hug. I fall into them and let him hug me as I cry and release a bit more of my pain. I really hope this will be better for me.

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