Bennett Foddy continued to swing his hammer, but had turned silent. As he continued to move around, the water inside his cauldron was also rippling back and forth.
The cauldron below him was jet-black, almost like an inferior product that wasn't worthy of anyone's attention, but now a small golden streak was moving on it.
Bennett Foddy loved taking on tough challenges, but most of his challenges always ended up in failure. The number of times he had failed was too numerous to count, and as a handicapped person, it was more likely for him to fail than not.
Using a handicapped body to take on difficult challenges, each successful challenge was like a ray of golden light that illuminated him, they were his pride, and he relished in that pride, diligently pursuing a stronger self.
