The bitter aftertaste of Tōga's mission still lingered a week later. He had tailed the Rune Knights as instructed, watching as they succumbed to corruption's tempting embrace. It was disturbing how easily human resolve could crumble, unleashing the dark impulses that even devils dared not indulge. Tōga now understood the cunning bait used to catch those willing to sell their pride and souls - the false promises of strength, wealth, legacy. Yet if the cost was one's morality and character, he wondered, could any earthly prize be worth the price? The knights had gained their ill-gotten glory, but at the cost of reputation and honor that no amount of riches could restore. Tōga mulled this over, the sourness of that day still seeping into his thoughts a week later.
Though Tōga lacked the answers now, the experience had furthered his growth. He emerged wiser, with newfound insights into the human heart's fickle nature. His time trailing the corrupted knights had also elevated his standing among the order. No longer a mere private, his name circulated in whispers, marking him as a rising talent. This growing renown brought new challenges to strengthen his skills and deepen his wisdom. Tōga felt the stirring of opportunity, knowing he would soon stand at a crossroads. Would he rise through righteousness to reshape the knights' future? Or succumb to the temptations of power, as so many before him had? The choices ahead would define not just his fate, but the legacy he left behind. For now, Tōga focused on honing his abilities and discernment. When the moment of decision came, he would meet it with courage and clarity of purpose.
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