Uncrowned Life

Original title: "Continuous Loss: I am Waste" The way fate gave him authority was to first hollow out his palms. He is one of these living beings, he is ordinary yet extraordinary, he has things he cherishes, things he is willing to pay for, and moments that make him smile when he counts them in the dead of night. Destiny did not require his consent. Fate took action. Disaster struck, and he stood at the crossroads where he had to make a choice, and time never waited for anyone. Time and time again, he was pushed back down that path. Over and over again, over and over again, he lost. He lost his friends, his lover, his family, the outline of his hometown, the color of the tree in his childhood yard, and almost all the anchors that make a person "him". Something is lost, something is lost, something is lost, and then finally something is gained. The Uncrowned King - No one acknowledges his crown, no one witnesses his coronation, no one even knows he exists. He stood in the center of empty power, with only one last question left in front of him: If a person who can do anything doesn't want to protect anything, why is he strong?