The smallest seed of an idea can grow ; often to either define or destroy you . [ WP ]

The following takes place in an Alternate Universe or timeline 
 
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 The smallest seed of an idea can grow; often to either define or destroy you. Greatness was the seed I had planted. But like most seeds it would either grow to destroy me, or leave me forever in the history books. 
 
 I was n't particularly smart or talented. There was no way I would ever grow to be a great actor or scientist. It had to be something that any layman could do but that took dedication and courage and was rewarded with admiration. 
 
 That's why I decided to become the first person to ever climb Mount Everest. Humans did n't *climb*. We flew and built, but we did not summit. Mountains over 2000 meters high had never been explored. 
 
 Everyone told me I was crazy. Much was still unknown about a human's ability to survive in an atmosphere above 3000m. Chemists and physicists did n't know much other than that the higher you went the harder it would be to breathe. A constant swirling storm of snow and wind on the peak was bad enough that 100km in any direction was considered a no fly zone. 
 
 I planned for months. The Nepalese government, hesitant to grant me a visa, first made me sign a legal contract stating that they would take no responsibility were I to die on my trek. 
 
 I stood at the base craning my neck while the sherpa who had agreed to accompany me stood by my side. I hitched my pack forward on my shoulders as Tenzing took a step forward and motioned to me. 
 
 History was about to be made. Yet in the mountain's wake it was still unclear if I would come out the other side.
