Susan JessicaLet me start by saying, there’s ambition, and then there’s me, thinking I could steal the power of Durge, the guy who makes Zeus look like an intern. You know the type—legendary, larger-than-life, and beyond human comprehension. Yeah, I tried to take his power. Spoiler alert: I ended up with a whole lot of smoke, fire, and the realization that maybe, just maybe, I’m not cut out for dealing with deities.
Who is Durge? And Why Was I Stupid Enough to Challenge Him?
Alright, let’s hit the basics before we dive into the chaos. Durge isn’t some dude with a shiny sword and a cape. Oh no, no. He’s the real deal—a fusion of light and darkness, someone who commands the forces of nature, bends time like it’s a yoga mat, and might have been in that “total domination” business before it was cool.
And me? I was just this ambitious mortal thinking, “Sure, I can take on a god. How hard can it be?”
- Durge’s Origin: Legend says he was born from the cosmic balance of light and shadow. Picture it: the universe’s raw energy collided and, bam, out came Durge.
- Durge’s Abilities: Yeah, so control over elements, mind manipulation, immortality—you know, your average Tuesday for a cosmic entity.
- Why Did I Even Think This Was a Good Idea?: Simple. Power. Who wouldn’t want it? Think of all the things you could do—all of it. Immortality, bending reality to your will… you could get rid of traffic, for god’s sake.
Anyway, looking back, I realize now that maybe I should’ve just stuck to my day job.
So, Yeah. I Was Obsessed.
It wasn’t a casual thing. You know when you get fixated on something to the point that it’s unhealthy? Yeah, I was like that. Like when you order way too many plants online, even though your last succulent died faster than your 2020 sourdough starter—RIP, Gary. Anyway, I started chasing the myth of Durge’s power the way a broke college student chases Amazon Prime Day sales.
I did the whole deal—scoured ancient texts, talked to weird occultist guys in back alleys (one of them smelled like burnt incense and regret), and even made a trip to some sketchy mountain temple. Guess what? Still no shortcuts to godly power. I had no idea what I was in for.
The First Encounter: Wait, Is This Actually Happening?
Fast forward to that moment I actually came face-to-face with Durge. And—just wow. I thought I’d be ready. But when you’re standing in front of someone who could probably make your atoms rearrange with a snap of their fingers, nothing can really prepare you.
His presence was overwhelming. Like, the whole space around me seemed to bend and shift. Not even in a cool way. More like the kind of vibe you get when your coffee mug shatters and you realize that’s your last one. And then there’s the heat—sweating bullets, heart racing, yet still I thought, “I can handle this. I got this.”
But nope.
Underestimating Durge (Big Mistake)
So, there I was, trying to act all cool, thinking I could outwit this cosmic being. “I’m clever, right? I can totally take his power.” Spoiler: Not even close. Durge is sharp. He saw right through my plans. With a single glance, it was clear he knew exactly what I was thinking.
I tried to challenge him, of course. I didn’t have the full grasp of what I was dealing with, but who needs a full grasp when you’re on a wild power trip? Big mistake.
- The Result? Oh, y’all, he retaliated faster than a caffeine-deprived mom at the grocery store. And trust me, it wasn’t just a “Oh, you tried? Here’s a slap.” Nope. More like full cosmic wrath.
And Then? The Burn. Literal and Figurative.
This is where it gets fun—or not, depending on your perspective. So there I was, thinking I was somehow holding my own, when all of a sudden, I was in the fire. And not the good kind of fire. More like the, “I can feel my soul disintegrating in real-time” kind of fire. Yeah.
His power surged through me. It felt like lava racing through my veins, scorching every bit of me, physically and mentally. My entire body was under siege. You know when you touch a hot pan by mistake and your whole hand just burns in an instant? Yeah, imagine that, but worse. Much worse.
The Wildest Thing? It Wasn’t Just Physical
The crazy thing was, the pain didn’t stop at the physical. Durge isn’t just about raw strength. He messes with minds.
- Mind Games: He started showing me stuff—visions, maybe? First, he showed me what it would be like to control everything: immortality, bending time, all that jazz. The catch? It was miserable.
- The Price of Power: I saw people I loved fading into nothingness, saw entire civilizations crumbling under the weight of a power that just couldn’t be handled. Yeah, no thanks.
I Tried. It Was Bad. Real Bad.
Fast forward to me on the ground, barely able to breathe, in a full existential crisis. Durge just stood there, watching. No sympathy. I thought he’d finish me off, but instead, he let me feel every bit of what I was trying to take.
- The Price I Paid: You know that feeling when you overdo it at the gym? Imagine that times a million. The power left me physically weak, mentally broken. It was like my soul was burned out, hollowed out by what I’d tried to claim.
Lesson Learned: Not All Power is Meant to Be Taken
Now, here’s where I can admit it: I was wrong. It took me a while to come to terms with it. Durge didn’t just teach me about power. He taught me about respect. Respect for forces you don’t understand. Respect for what lies beyond the reach of mere mortals like me.
The Real Deal with Power
I always thought power was something you could control, right? But Durge’s power isn’t like that. It’s not something you grab, manipulate, and put in your back pocket. No. It consumes. It changes you.
So, yeah, my big plan? Burned. Quite literally.
What Durge Really Taught Me:
- Respect the Big Things: If I’ve learned anything from Durge, it’s that not all power is something to be taken. Some things are beyond us—and for good reason.
- The Temptation of Power: Yeah, we all want more. I mean, who doesn’t want to bend time and space, right? But trust me: taking something that big just isn’t worth the price.
- Humility is Everything: Let’s be real, I thought I was the main character in this story. Spoiler alert: I was not.
Conclusion: Yeah, I Got Burned, But I’m Still Here
I’m not gonna lie—it hurt. A lot. But at the end of the day, Durge showed me something valuable. Some powers are meant to stay where they are. You can’t take them. You can’t control them. You can just look at them, nod in acknowledgment, and move on.
So yeah, I tried to steal Durge’s power and got burned. But now, all I have to show for it is a wicked lesson in humility, a few scars, and the knowledge that sometimes, it’s better to leave well enough alone.
