Hey, wanna hear a life joke?
Life is the best-quality game, but the story sucks ass.
Nothing interesting.
You're born, study at school, get a job, marry, raise a child, and die.
Some may say there's joy in between - of course there is, you fool.
Who doesn't find happiness in their life?
Even roaches find crumbs to celebrate.
But I'm not talking about that.
That's just a cheap, disposable kind of beautiful moment.
There's no hero who slays the Demon King.
No savior standing against the mighty dragon ravaging the land.
No flashy magic, even though the graphics are ultra-HD.
It's bland, and you're forced to endure this postcard-perfect scenery.
Not once have I thought that I don't belong in this world.
Those epic stories are only in the movies, anime, manga, novels, or games.
You will never see a meteor crash down in real life and a hero leap up to deflect it, crush it, or slash it apart in some spectacular way.
It's lame.
I'm not whining - just stating facts.
This world's beautiful? Yeah, sure. But not enough.
Maybe my standards are poisoned by those stories created from human creativity.
But hey, let's talk about the past.
We were born too late to fight alongside our ancestors, to grab a sword, ride a horse, and roar our kingdom's name.
This planet's history? It's glorious.
But here we are - nothing interesting.
It's like a filler arc where the story should've timeskipped straight to the sci-fi battles.
Right. We're too early for this.
This era is sucks.
Don't you think a flash of light ripping the sky, paired with a noise that booms through your eardrums, would be fascinating?
Or a mushroom cloud of smoke that shatters the earth?
Sometimes, I think - if the world just went boom, burst into chaos, wouldn't that be wonderful?
Don't you think so?
I love explosions. I love chaos.
I know it's bad. Victims suffer. People grieve. Me too.
But my brain's too clouded to care. I'm bored. I'm tired.
I want something to burst my skull open and bleed across this flat world.
I've consumed thousands of stories, watched legends unfold.
I want to be one too.
But it's impossible. This world has no magic.
Yeah, magic - I might sound childish, but I long for it.
Not cheap tricks bending steel or TV illusions.
I mean magic that shakes the world, bleeds the sky, brings down stars, or trees piercing heaven kind of miracle.
A huge moon and glowing bright red or blue.
A world where no one's doomscrolling on those pathetic phones.
No phones? Fine by me. They're just byproducts of humanity knowledge, you could say it's the poison of knowledge itself
Thanks to them, my fantasies reach beyond the heavens.
Yeah, it's impossible. Even full-dive VR games don't exist yet.
I.. no, we... were born too early for that magical technology.
And too late to carve our names into history.
If I told people this, they'd call me crazy.
But am I wrong? I'm crazy enough to fantasize about explosions wiping cities off the map, or meteor strikes painting the world in brutal beauty.
Hah. I'm so tired of this world... yet I cling to it.
Why not just end it all? That was Stupid question.
But if I could snap my fingers and split the heavens?
I'd do it.
That's how tired I am from this world.