The protagonist watches the world, the classes, the struggles and the outcomes.
He sees himself as this tiny little section of the world, a term, maybe a whole meaningful phrase, yet in an ocean of literary masterpieces.
The protagonist was confused at first. well, mainly because he believed he was the protagonist. at least, he was entitled to be.
this confusion made him realize the animation of his surroundings and little by little, it was clear that it’s impact on his life was somehow larger than whatever he’s always imagined.
Simply because he was situated in a desperate setting: his job offer was void, a man was shot by him in self defense, and the woman he thought would be the main character beside him i in the story, was gone forever.
Desperate measures corrupts nearly all,
But if you’re the protagonist, it’s all different for you. According the script it should…
The protagonist decided to forgot his comprehensive abilities, and relied completely on his physical body. He actually let his body, and it’s constraints and abilities define his each and every action.
Before this shift, he was just a William Blake.
Now, he was the" protagonist.
though he was a dead man…
