Let me start by insisting that if you yourself haven't played through the Dark Knight job quests and have any chance to enjoy it for yourself, I implore you to do so. I am stunned by how moving the story content is, the details amount to so much.
I am not a tank player, but I loved the idea of playing a job that had an active "dark side" and I had only heard good things about it's story content so I started leveling my Dark Knight just to play through it. Leading up to, and especially at, level 50, there it was. My dark side - openly participating in my affairs. I couldn't get over how cool seeing and fighting them was. They came back several times throughout my tale once they joined me, but only ever fleetingly. I was overjoyed each and every time, there they were! After having just finished the lvl 80 DRK quest we met again in Coerthas, one of my favorite zones and the stage for much of the previous Dark Knight story. After offering them a flower of remembrance they spoke to me about how this has always been my journey, how it's always been my duty to help those before me, and how they'll always be silently supporting me. To my dismay, as each time before, they departed as swiftly as they came, but I knew it couldn't be any other way. Afterward, in the journal, they left me little notes to add to Our Closure's recount, notes that were on brand with their confident and mischievous demeanor. At they very end, they said that they hoped they had bettered me as I had bettered them.
"I love you more than you'll ever know. Be well."
They said that. I said that. The part of myself that I had so looked up to and so looked forward to seeing said that to me. They aren't perfect. They're as flawed as any of us, as depicted earlier on in the story, but they are me. They love me, and by extension, I love me. That's the first time I've been able to say this to myself and truly feel that I meant it. This may well just be the beginning of a life-long journey of finally being able to shed self-loathing, but I was moved to tears knowing that I may finally be able to start. I am immeasurably grateful for the story that gave me the chance to realize this, that helped give me what we all should have had from the outset.
While some learned hate in the light of day, it was the Dark Knight that taught me love.
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I am not a tank player, but I loved the idea of playing a job that had an active "dark side" and I had only heard good things about it's story content so I started leveling my Dark Knight just to play through it. Leading up to, and especially at, level 50, there it was. My dark side - openly participating in my affairs. I couldn't get over how cool seeing and fighting them was. They came back several times throughout my tale once they joined me, but only ever fleetingly. I was overjoyed each and every time, there they were! After having just finished the lvl 80 DRK quest we met again in Coerthas, one of my favorite zones and the stage for much of the previous Dark Knight story. After offering them a flower of remembrance they spoke to me about how this has always been my journey, how it's always been my duty to help those before me, and how they'll always be silently supporting me. To my dismay, as each time before, they departed as swiftly as they came, but I knew it couldn't be any other way. Afterward, in the journal, they left me little notes to add to Our Closure's recount, notes that were on brand with their confident and mischievous demeanor. At they very end, they said that they hoped they had bettered me as I had bettered them.
"I love you more than you'll ever know. Be well."
They said that. I said that. The part of myself that I had so looked up to and so looked forward to seeing said that to me. They aren't perfect. They're as flawed as any of us, as depicted earlier on in the story, but they are me. They love me, and by extension, I love me. That's the first time I've been able to say this to myself and truly feel that I meant it. This may well just be the beginning of a life-long journey of finally being able to shed self-loathing, but I was moved to tears knowing that I may finally be able to start. I am immeasurably grateful for the story that gave me the chance to realize this, that helped give me what we all should have had from the outset.
While some learned hate in the light of day, it was the Dark Knight that taught me love.
https://preview.redd.it/waa0iommi4v...bp&s=8aa3c02bb7d50427273486bf99ed115333fde283
https://preview.redd.it/wpvmfa5ni4v...bp&s=24873dab526ea9dc986e25a3fe24e61bfba2cdba
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