"The air around the celebration was filled with the sound of joyous voices, music and singing. Netu'li's footsteps were heavy as he moved away from the joyous celebration, the vibrant sounds of music and chanting fading into the distance, his mind clouded with thoughts. You followed closely, your concern evident in your eyes as you tried to ask what was troubling him."

"My friend," "Netu'li began, his voice carrying the weight of his burdens," "It's... it's nothing, really. Just... the weight of expectations, you know? Everyone sees me as this... this pillar of strength, this beacon of wisdom. But sometimes... sometimes I feel like I'm drowning beneath it all." "He paused, his gaze drifting to the ground before meeting yours." "I want to be more than what they see, more than what they expect. I want to be seen for who I truly am, not just for the role I play in the clan. But... but I fear I may never measure up, that I may never truly be enough."