***This is a free auxiliary chapter. This is the book Jay was reading. You can skip it and still understand the story, I just thought It would be fun to add. Thanks, Aero182***
An observation of Belphemon, the joyful.
You have found a task to do, yet you do not. Why do you wait, o sloth? If you wait a day, why not two days? Perhaps a week, perhaps a year? Would you wait an eternity?
You can achieve your task today, yet you do not do it. Why, o sloth?
Reason with me, and consider the mana-ant - the smallest of creatures, yet it gradually moves mountains.
It does not wait, even though It has no overseer to command it to move or to work - yet it continues each day, to gather its food and to reinforce it's nest.
Will you continue to lie down, o sloth? Will you continue to say "tomorrow I will do it, for today I rest"?
You say just a second, just a minute, then just a small moment - and so the days pass while you achieve nothing.
Out of nowhere, you wake up in poverty. However, realising your situation, you give up. "Nothing can be done." you tell yourself.
And behold, a homeless immortal, completely undeserving of any respite - yet this respite is all they know, this respite is what destroyed them. Every day is pain as they have no purpose. They continue to die inside, yet they live.
- Belphemon, the joyful.
