He felt a sense of responsibility weighing heavily on his shoulders. It was as if the weight of the world had been placed squarely on him, and he was the sole one capable of bearing it. Each decision he made, each action he took, carried with it a burden of consequences that only he could foresee.
There was an uneasiness that gnawed at him, a constant reminder that he had to answer for his choices. The knowledge that his actions had the power to shape the lives of those around him filled him with a sense of duty and obligation to do right by them.
But amidst the pressure and the weight of his responsibility, there was also a sense of purpose. He knew that with great power came great responsibility, and he was determined to rise to the occasion. He was answerable not only to those who depended on him, but also to himself. And he was committed to living up to the trust that had been placed in him.
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