Prologue: Our World

I have read a book once, it stated…

"This World is born for a thousand of thoughts, a hundred perceptions, a small number of theories and an only truth that is still missing in mankind's hand."

I was ten when I read this. At first, I have no thought on what the books talking about. My brother keeps saying things way aboard to our head. Seriously, why would a kid thinks some weird philosophical things? That's why me and my sister fall asleep right next to him when he babbles about those things. Although I look in the bright side, the three of us are fond of creating stuffs that are quite beyond a young kid's capability and our dad was proud of having us. But I assure this, there is this one statement he usually says that I personally like…

"Our World is not yet to be seen, it's just in our thought yet… still waiting for us. That's what Dad was achieving for almost 2 years… a perfect world where everything can be saved, loved and endured from suffering. I hope is not in thought, perception or theory… We want it real, right?"

I'm somewhat known on what he was ranting about, nevertheless, it was something special. So I simply nodded, smiled with a wholeheartedly answer…

"We surely hope it would happen someday, brother."

And He just confidently replied…

"It will… We just have to wait for it…"

8:00 AM. August 27 2026.

"RINGGGGGG! RINGGGGGGGGGGG!" A cell phone alarmed loudly.

"ugh…yeah…. I'm getting… up… geezzz…" A sleepy man woke up on his messy table. He gets his phone and snooze it. Most of his stuffs are scattered on the floor and on his bed. His books are filed up on the side tables. Scratches, charts, tables and some random pictures are fastened on the wall up to the ceiling. His Mainframe computer is still on; numerous programs were opened, like he was working something on special… a busy guy to be summarized. Yet this guy is still young to work this late… his side-wall cabinet was full of certificates and trophies. The kid wasn't just busy; he was special to be exact…

"I can't believe its morning again… time sure flies when you work hard, Am I right?" He spoke sleepy yet softly while holding a family picture on his right hand.

"I miss you guys… where are you now?" he spoke sadly… tears are quite forming through his eyes.

"RINGGGGGG!RINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! The phone suddenly ringed. This time it was a call.

The guy rubbed his eyes. Widely, he gets his phone and answered it. "ugh… yup?!" he answered with vex.

"Kaizoku, you know what time is it?" The man on the phone questioned him with a repress tone.

He looked up on the front wall; it was 8:10 AM. Starred with further understanding, then he finally realized what the man was cramming out for.

"Holy S**T dude! We're late from school?!" He answered the man, down struck yet surprised.

"Ayayayay! DUH! I will not freakin' call you for no reason, right? Didn't you alarm your stats? I'm waiting in front of your house for almost… 15 minutes already…I guess."The man sarcastically answered him.

"I did alarm it, I just slack off in waking up. Sorry…" He replied with a fake smile, disappointed on what he did.

"Next time, I will throw a rock at your window when that shitty thing happens again, I'm serious." The man replied.

"Yeah sure… if you can?! That window has Class AA Strength Glass Fiber, it has higher features that the Bullet-Proof Glass" He audaciously answered the man.

"Arghhh… Nerd talk again. Stop that! But anyways, get a quick shower and bring some snack while on the go. "The man replied.

"Yes… MAMA..." He gags at the man.

"Shut up and Hurry!" The man angrily replied.

The man laughs and smiles broadly on the way to the bathroom, but while running at the upper-room corridors, he suddenly stopped…

"I hope I can see you guys… later…" He softly stated with high hopes in his eyes.

~PROLOGUE END~