I Want to Go Beyond Others

I glanced at his face, he wasn't despising me, or mocking my offer, or even had a speck of arrogance, he was just simply refusing for the reason he just said.

My eyes didn't waver, as I felt sudden hesitation. He was a master, mystic art master, someone at the top of the pyramid, the pyramid I just started ascending.

If I gained his support, someone like him would be a grand addition to me, a big advantage that was so juicy for me to let go easily like that.

"Why are you staring at me like this," he said, in his calm tone.

"What do you think of me?" I suddenly asked, out of the blue.

"You?!" he muttered with obvious surprise, "I think you are a good player, someone I kept hearing her name recently. All your deeds are amazing, an eye opener, and above all they all expressed your beliefs, as someone hating tyranny and seeking justice on his own.