For the longest time he thought that he had one sole purpose but the nuance of life disagrees with him.

What is more important?

One's own self-discovery at the expense of what they think may have been their duty or the adherence to what they streamlined themselves to do all their life?

Amidst his own wants, he faces a new world; one that makes him view life as a complex machine rather than the black and white mess that he wished it to be.

This is his conflict.

This is his story.

His detour-filled, angst embedded and to be frank somewhat cliché story.