I have never fully agreed with organized religion. Through my travels, I’ve learned to appreciate the different religions of whatever region I happen to be in. I’ve studied Eastern, African, ancient and modern religions. One never knows when it might prove useful. I suppose I have also learned the different beliefs in hopes it might help me understand why my father disappeared. Ultimately, I discovered that nothing helped. Nothing could explain why a good man had to die. It was only after my discovery of the clock/key in a secret room and my subsequent quest to find the Triangle of Light that I realized that my father had been murdered. Manfred Powell can rot in hell. Ancient myths and beliefs also fascinate me. In my years of tomb exploration, raiding for the picky, I have learned that myths and legends sometimes have basis in fact. Pandora’s Box is one such example. Many thought that the Box was a symbol and not a real, physical box. I, myself, had that same belief, at least until I discovered the Luna Temple. Gus tried to warn me, but I didn’t listen. Instead, I simply replied, “everything lost is meant to be found.” I was wrong. That adventure cost me someone I had almost given my heart to, once. Pulling that trigger was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
Lara Croft
Tomb Raider
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