No chance

[Andre Broussard]

He has no chance, to tell the truth he never had it, he is nothing more than a small gear turning in that machinery called fate.
Everything he did, everything he did not do, each one of his steps led him to retrace the path, it is curious to see how decisions taken in the opposite direction did nothing but push him towards the contrived direction , even before he was born,
there are even many other actors whose wills worked as an instrument for the construction of André's destiny, whether this was their will or not, they were all another little gear like him, spinning in sync, each one in its own time, we can go back in history to the first of the Broussards, in France, centuries ago, all of them tied in a long chain of events, all of them slaves of fate.
He never had the slightest chance, how having, in front of such a powerful force, who rules life and death, who raises gods and with the same ease makes them fall.
His father and mother, Abelle his stepsister, his greedy uncle, even Mortll, acted guided by the script that fate had written for André, they were all masterfully moved pieces, with absolute precision, none of them did anything randomly, absolutely nothing has happened beyond the written.
All this may seem like the ravings of a hallucinated mind, the thoughts of someone out of his head, but it is enough to open your eyes and look carefully at reality, to lift the veil to see the hand of destiny, just read the newspapers or watch the news on tv.
Some well known examples, remember how Stevie Ray Vaughan died, after the show, Stevie planned to drive back, but Clapton wanted to show off with a gesture worthy of a gentleman and offered him his place in the helicopter that would take him and his staff to Chicago,Stevie agreed and set off with the producer,his bodyguard and tour director. All died minutes later, when the ship took off and ended up crashing to the ground due to an error by the pilot in charge.
Clapton should have been on that flight, but fate wanted it to be Stevie.
If you want to call it coincidence, okay.
Also everyone remembers the movie American Sniper, based on real events, recounts the life and sad end of the war hero, the Navy Seal Chris Kyle, and his murderer, the former Marine Eddie Ray Routh.
After the war, Chris dedicated his life to helping his brothers in arms, to overcome the post-traumatic stress produced by the war, hard of believing that the survivor of four brutal combat tours in Iraq, often called the deadliest sniper in U.S. military history, could be gunned down back home in peace time and to make matters worse, by one of his own comrades that he was helping.
If the chance of death existed for Chris, it should have been in the war in Iraq, it would have been logical, but fate does not apply human logic, it follows its own intricate way.
Another coincidence or chance, whatever you want to call it, no, that's how fate plays cards.
How André might have imagined, he would end up in Harper Rock, being a vampire,he would never have bet it.
He carries his lost soul and his cross, to give battles in storms and in the immensity of eternity, no one chooses his destiny, there are no crossroads, they are only mirages, illusions of choice, desperate attempts to create certainties, when everything seems to drain like sand through the fingers.
The day will come and André will understand, he is only a leaf moved by Fate, we are all like leaves moved by the capricious wind of him, no matter how big and powerful we think we are in a show of vain pride, we are little fishes fighting in his nets.
When that happens André will stop forcing things trying to be as he wants , what fate wrote in his book will happen.