FIGHT ME.

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Past/Present (Maxwell?)

(In his world, darkness has swept the earth and further plans to rid the dark and clouds have been futile.)

As his mother was dying of a terminal illness, She yearned to see the sunlight one last time. At the moment, he was only beginning the research to rid the clouds and darkness. Working fast and with a reason, he still couldn’t make it. His mother died later that year. Frustrated and angry, he dropped any progress and refused to even think about it. He constantly went out, picking fights to unleash his fury.