Are we the authors of our own journey? Or engineers of another's? Destiny aims to answer that very question. We progress unknowing of the third party's history and sufferings, not knowing how our actions turn their tables, too instilled in our own. While we search for justifications to pacify our vile thoughts, the figures in the opposite lane incur the harm. One cannot grasp their destiny. Does it stand pre-inscribed? The answers stand distant, laughing hysterically.