We are the yin and yang, you and I.

It’s all I ever wanted. To be the protector. To guard the pass. And you took it from me.

“I’d allowed myself to become filled with doubt. About my place. My role. I’d lost touch with my chi. My identity. But no longer. I am Daniel Rand. The Iron Fist. A living weapon. Champion of K’un-Lun. And it feels great to be back.” Danny Rand, Iron Fist #80 (2017-2018)

Tell me who you are. A child touched by fire, delivered from heaven to become the greatest warrior, destined for victory. Guardian of the Gate. Destroyer of the Hand.

She told me that she loved me. Right before she got sucked out of the plane. I never got the chance to reply. Tell her I… felt the same. But I carried those words with me. And in K'un-Lun… as much as they beat me, pushed me… I kept those words alive. And today, laying there, fading in and out of consciousness, not… knowing if I’d…

Well friend, I’ll let you field that one.

Easy.

Do not react. Think. Choose.

Danny, you trained for years. You fought your friends, you fought a freaking mythical beast. You had problems controlling it, but who wouldn’t? You can’t just pawn it off on me.

I swear, some men feast while others starve.

Look, I was just being nice.

Don’t try that again.

Danny and Ward adventures in Asia??? Sign me up! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧