About fate, Amberser's feelings had always been complex.
When Amberser had just become a Diviner Mage, he would have liked nothing more than to kneel in front of the Goddess of Fate and kiss her toes. Knowing the future was exhilarating, and modifying probabilities was incredibly powerful; it was like having the powers of a deity.
But every time Amberser was about to get carried away with pride, the Goddess of Fate would strike him with a metaphorical headbutt, leaving him dazed and confused.
Amberser still remembered the first time he failed to interpret a prophecy, resulting in the beheading of the noble lady he was protecting. As she died, she looked at Amberser with those innocent eyes, seemingly asking why things didn't turn out as promised.
To be trusted and to ultimately let someone down.
That feeling had left Amberser in a state of depression for a long time, which changed his attitude towards fate.
