Destiny is a reality.

I don't think I'd characterize world conquest as "more", at least not in the sense of "better". I'd suggest that the world might be a better place if Napoleon and Alexander (and Saddam Hussein and Pol Pot and so on) had stuck to games. Maybe not fulfilling one's destiny is a good thing.

Napoleon and Alexander fucked up the world. ("Literally" is not an appropriate word here.) Alexander was miserable because there were no more worlds to fuck up. Napoleon had hemmorhoids. How do you know it's their destiny, except in hindsight?

Sometimes true, often false. *cough* Third Reich *cough* Been there, done that, got the T-shirt, moved on.(There's a trap door in the ceiling. When you climb up to that level of enlightenment you'll see how empty "True Christianity" is.)