@titandao
Myths are built by Titan—beliefs that can be designed.
They function flawlessly—until someone asks,
“What is a Titan?”
Some try to mimic those who have forgotten their true selves.
Every movement is perfect,
Every cry, hollow.
It all began at the crossroads of reason and desire.
The Titan who stepped in forgot the wars,
But remembered every wish they never dared to make.
I present the sealed and forsaken origin of the Titan.
To reclaim it, one must speak with laughter—
Like a dream, like a bubble.
Each Titan may make one wish—
On the condition that all other wishes be forgotten.
Most chose silence.
One chose love.