Just like that, the time had come again. The time to throw off the shackles of what one was, and the time to embrace what could be new. It wasn't often that things had presented themselves so clearly, so indistinguishably obvious that there was only one possible outcome. It was time for metamorphosis. Finn couldn't continue down the same slow path he was going, proceeding at a leisurely walk towards improvement. He had to throw caution to the wayside and make a sprint for the finish line. He knew the truth, of course. The finish line wasn't so much the end, but rather the beginning of the next race. Once each hurdle was bounded, the next track lay before him. Further, more difficult to traverse than the last. Always before him without an end in sight. There was an end, of course. There had to be. The idea of limitless and endless growth wasn't something that he had ever considered a possibility. Eventually, no matter how tall the mountain, there was a peak. He didn't know when he'd reach it, nor even how. At the moment he was still trying to set up a base camp on the mountain, so the idea of thinking he'd reach the top any time soon was a joke. He would reach it though. A climber would always reach the top so long as they kept climbing. That's what he had to do. Continue climbing, until death forced him to stop.
Even death though was an adversary to overcome. Transcending boundaries and limits was what an adventurer did. It was what he had to do if he was going to continue growing. He didn't need to see the end, so long as he kept on the path. The checkpoints along the way would be how he tracked his progress. The next place where he would spring into his growth was this very place. Where he had met Xandra just recently, and Seira not so long ago. It was somewhere that he had a couple of times to map out now, and that was why he was certain that this was the place in which he would decide was best to train. There was a location within the forest that he was heading to, a specific location that he had found shortly after his run in with Xandra and had gone back a couple of times to make sure of. While the East Forest was no where near as dangerous as Worth Woodsea, it was still a location in which there were dangers. Beasts and creatures who defied normal logic, powerful enough to threaten him and many others. The ones he had found were secluded, but not stupid. They would be a threat to the town and those lost if not dealt with, and besides, it was hunt and be hunted. Finn was the predator, and he had marked his prey. Not it was time to begin the hunt for growth.
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