The torch is passed

So I’m dead. Well Dorval is dead. Technically he died a long time ago but it just took many years for this transformation to be complete. To become my best self. To not be so hindered by the morals of a good person. And yet all of the acts I have committed and the slow and gradual change I put forth, will never erase the seed of goodness within me. I think because of my initial upbringing and environment, I learned to be good and inherently be a good person at my core. I don’t really think someone can change their nature completely. Just learn how to better manage the traits and habits that come from them. Like how I still feel indebted to someone who treats me properly with kindness. I feel that I should treat such in kind and don’t always. And with children, I still feel a kinship towards them. I mean I essentially let Pip walk all over me. And there is friendship. I do not think most humanoids are solitary creatures but social creatures craving for contact with one another. And when I feel that I have found a genuine friend I feel warm inside. Yet this conflicts with my belief that everyone can betray each other and will. It is only a matter of time and the right amount of pressure until anyone I know will betray me.
 
I got side tracked for a little bit. Right getting the changes physically and acting the part has really blurred the lines. I am no longer Dorval. I am Braxzton. Confident, powerful, and will stop at nothing to get what he wants, hopefully in the best way possible. Anyways it has been interesting conversing with the church of light. Being grief stricken is quite fun especially for the death of my cousin that I loved oh so much. And what it is doing to my ego well, can only be described as having “mind boner”. The real challenge is how to rise up the ranks with my Kyron. I am practically a shoe horn to becoming a Kadeem but I don’t want to work at the lower levels for too long. And so my plan when interviewing or when I get to show the boss my skills is to wow them by making a statue of my poor departed cousin. I will use everything at my disposal to craft it to show the glory of a man I loved with all my heart. And also the skills and foundation of a competent architect. Even doing the physical labor to put it all together. In Fact I am not afraid of getting down and dirty to get things done. To use my secret spell casting to boost my knowledge and abilities, my brain power to refine the idea, and using my cantrips and magic that does not pass the first circle of sorcerer. Effectively displaying to be a sorcerer of the first class ( level 1).