Depending on how your life has fared, you may have heard of this person. They are one unchosen by fate and luck, one who has lost everything yet bears only pain, no resentment. They willingly carry the suffering meant for thousands and fight to prevent any of it from falling, so no one else will have to taste what they have experienced. They are nameless on the surface, always struggling with their pain when nobody’s looking, secretly pulling the strings that lift everyone’s smiles – they won’t stop, because failure is not an option. They are constantly afraid, afraid of watching tears fall from someone else’s face – because they know the image will remind them of the moment everything changed, but what they don’t know is if they could survive it. So pray for the Unchosen.