"I don't think I can do this anymore." "You're kidding, right?" Meta looked into his friend's eyes through the portal with a tone of remorse. "I can't....do this with them.... It's too much." Meta's friend, Gravity, ran his hand through his brown curly hair and sighed. "Look, buddy. Self-pity and your temper has always been your weaknesses. You know that all of Us have them." Meta raised an eyebrow. "Even Matthew?" "Especially bloody Matthews. Have you seen his ego? "I honestly always thought that was a good thing. He's certainly social." Gravity looked at Meta. "You've done this before, bud. I'm not letting you do it again." "Oh what's the point? They'll die out eventually!" "How the hell could you be so cruel? Where's the damn Meta I know that CARED about Human Life? The one who asked questions, the one who fought for freedom more than anything? Dude! YOU TOOK ON THE ENTIRETY OF THE BLACK LEGION AND WON! By yourself! Where's the Meta that was extreme and adventurous? Where's the Meta that went into a Black Hole JUST to see what would happen?" Meta sighed as he put his hands on his hips. "You're doing it again?" Meta looked up. "What?" "Come on! Your hands are on your hips, you're biting your lower lip and you're not making eye contact. You're frustrated." "OF COURSE I AM! THESE PEOPLE DON'T GET IT! THEY MAKE THEIR OWN PERSONALITIES AS THEY GO ALONG! WHY DO YOU THINK IM FRUSTRATED?!" "Then teach them, Meta!" Gravity had a serious look on his face. He sighed, as he adjusted his trademark bow tie. "Our job is to be the smartest being in the plane of existence were assigned to. Right now, you're being a narcissistic asshole." Meta sighed. "They're children. All of them. It's hard on me just to SPEAK with them, damnit!" Gravity sighed. "Ok, fine. So what if they're not as intelligent as most races you're assigned to? It's still your job to be the teacher." Gravity sighed, as he took off his specs and cleaned them. "Look, I have a meeting with Father in an hour. We're planing to raid the Krypt." "Wish I could raid the damn Krypt. Killing Were-Spiders is fun." Gravity chuckled. "Meta, just, get your shit together. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and teach these people." Meta sighed. "You were ranked 3 Overall out of the entire Arcanum. What's happening to you man?" Meta's eye twitched. "I'm learning more. Learning things I wish I haven't." There was a long silence before Meta spoke again. "But I get what you're saying, Gravity. I'll do it. Oh, and tell Sean thanks for letting me borrow his Orb." Gravity smiled. "I'll make sure." The red-orange edges of the portal collapsed in on each other as the message was ended. Meta sighed, as he looked at his Orb. "Let's go make a difference." Meta said this in a rather joking tone. The next day, Meta was sitting on a wooden bench in the middle of The Dojo. His orb was silently guarding him as he was writing in his journal. As always. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]