serendipity

Swallow those gargled words or spit them out. It doesn't matter.

This feeling -

it's when you stumble into pitfall traps and find skeletons in the dirt and you get reminded of how many people have lived before you, how many have died and how many have fallen the same way

you

have

-it's not quite happiness but it's comforting, to say the least to know you are not alone in waging a war against the Devil himself or merely, in retaliation

"You might not be the protagonist, but you are certainly the hero of your story." (But maybe I'm just comforting myself.)