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It was as if my life was a replacement for someone else.
I had born into a completely normal family and had a very happy life with them.
But fate just doesn't like seeing me happy, and because of that, it killed both of my parents at the same time.
I despise fate.
But I tried to have revenge against fate by having myself as happy as much as I could.
But fate just doesn't like seeing me happy, and because of that, it killed one of my friends, it hurts all of my friends, it befalls a mighty destruction on a world where my friends live.
I despise fate.
It's as I had through this many time before.
I don't know why but every time a series of events were happening, I felt like it happened before.
It was as if my life is a replacement for someone else.
I can feel it.
Someone who physically different from me but the inside are pretty similar to mine.
We had through the same kind of live, the same kind of events.
We had the same kind of friends, the same kind of enemy.
We had the same kind of family, the same kind of shadow.
But it was contrary.
That someone doesn't seems to be in a more better life than I am, not that that someone also had more friends than I am, or the fact that that someone is much more composed, quiet and stolid than I am.
That someone had gone through the same pain as I am, but that someone suffers more than I had could ever felt.
That someone is also went to the same path as I am, but I don't know if that someone had reached the real Answer to Life.
Unlike me, who still despise fate, even now.
That someone… is definitely a contrary yet very similar to mine.
We're both like the sides of a coin, like a human with its shadow.
Yet… "Why are you still sleeping?"
That someone is here right now, inside a dark realm which not, even a spark of light can exist.
That someone is a contrary of mine, if I were the human, then that someone is the shadow, and if I were the shadow, then that someone is the human.
"Hey."
I peek to the darkness which sealing that someone.
"Hey."
I look into that someone's eyes that is, no matter how I look at it, had the gleaming blue colors that shine brightly.
"Hey!"
I pierced this darkness which had made that someone trapped in his eternal slumber.
I wouldn't let you be in much more peace than you are, all this time, much longer.
I don't know which world is the original, is it yours or me? I don't care.
But I do know one thing.
The people, who you and me, who I know and you don't, and who you know and I don't, are trying their best at living their life.
Protecting this world, without anyone knowing.
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