For two and a half hours from the beginning of midnight I wrote and studied the original hero archetype. This world is fucked and corrupt, everyone knows that. We need a hero. We need someone to look up to. Not a deity particularly but just someone we know is going to be there.
I am on the verge of writing an escapist hero. He is violent. He is vulgar. He is the inner human who wants to get out of all of us. To release that rage we feel at corruption but are far too scared of the consequences. He gives to charity and even helps out the local community he happens to wander around in.
- Heroes die young.
- Heroes never die.