"That's ridiculous!" Friya snarled.
"Really? Then tell me one thing you have achieved on your own."
"Dimensional magic!"
"Wrong. That's thanks to Rudd's teachings and that happened only because Lith and Quylla changed his mind about non-magical bloodlines. You just rode their coattails." The Friya-answer replied.
"What about this, then?" Friya took a deep breath and plunged into the despair, self-doubt, and sense of failure that had plagued most of her adult life.
The answer was comprised of her memories and the pain from the flood of negative thoughts brought Friya's replica to her knees.
"Yeah, my life sucked and I got help. Big deal." Friya reminded herself of the day of Phloria's death and the void that it had left in her heart, making the answer cry and wail. "I've overcome too much to waste my time listening to the same shit I told myself while growing up.
