NOTES:
This is a side-tracked story, of course…doesn't change the storyline, neither the character… it's just a lame attempt to make Sho shouted his bad pun in math XD
Eh-ny-way, anything happened here DID happen somewhere in the story…I admit, I didn't quite understand those quotes Sho yelled. (Sho: "Then what the factor are you, radian trying to do?" me: o.o *RUUNS*). First time I tried first-person view
Well, do enjoy…*heeeheeeheee*
DISCLAIMER: Sho and his math jokes aren't mine…
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Ch 13.5: Mundi aequatio
World is made up of numbers. Any 'unused' number in the equation of the world should just vanish. Then, I could finally finish the world equation and become perfection.
I smiled proudly, tracing the sheet of paper I have got from the teacher. Another perfect score decorated my trigonometry exam. Not surprising, everyone should've known, I need nothing than the 'A+' mark on my math. I don't care about literatures; they never involve numbers in their essay. The history was worse, Looks like back then, humans were too stupid to understand what a 'pi' means. They're just a few lists in my garbage heap.
I cared art, though…something with beauty affected me. Math has its own beauty, so do art. They both have interesting point to learn.
I don't care of what you said…this world. 'MY' world is made up of numbers, not some stupid things like air and water. They too are made up of numbers. Soon you'll see, soon…
Walking down the same road, counting the same number of steps I needed to pass. I glared at each people's face. Everyday's the same dull, emotionless faces. Think only of their business. Useless, they are so useless. None added up in the world equation. They are the 'useless' number. Zero, nada, means nothing. Even when they died, the world simply turned around and subtracted the 'zero' from the thousands of 'zeroes'.
But I do have my price, I'm not a 'zero', I'm a 'number' an important 'number' just like the 365 days or 24 hours and 7 days a week. I'm 'exceptional'
Maybe, people didn't know that their worth 'nothing' in the world. I do…that's what makes me one factor nearer toward perfection than they are
Waking up, I heard a bleep sound, some people in white chattering and sound of cold drip. It's a dream, I closed my eyes. Or not. Either way, the world willed me to sleep. And who am I to disobey it. So I slept, drowned into the sea of numbers.
Factoring is easy. Counting a degree's sine, cosine, and tangent is also not a big deal. But doing a flawless calculation itself is challenging. Sometimes the solution is imaginary…you can't count on the ordinary numbers
"Welcome to the game…"
The voice was ethereal, firm, and cold. As if the speaker wasn't from this world. What's game? Math quiz? No, so what's that, radian? I'm dead? Wait! There's no way! I'm a 'number'! If the world lost me, they can't finish their equation. I'm NEEDED! I mustn't be here! Don't tell me what I should do, hectopascal! This is…a miscalculation…
"It seems we shared a different angle of how to see the world…"
"…..What?"
He said, "Music shaped the world…" and I shouted, "Numbers did it"
He threw me to this garbage called 'The Game' saying that IF I win, I'll earn my rights to live again. So I did, to live again. Killing the 'zeroes' standing in my way. And there he stood, not as a friend or foe. Not as 'zero', but as another number that rival my importance. He ruled this 'Game', he have 'numbers' as his pawn.
If I beat him, wouldn't it make me more important? I will rule other numbers. He asked me to join him. This person that I called 'hectopascal' become my superior the moment I said 'yes'. Have your way hectopascal, when the time comes, your throne will be mine. And you'll be just another addition to my heap of 'zeroes'
I'm better than everyone. I'm the last, needed factor in this world equation. I'm the solution. Not the sine of me, or the tangent. It's ME.
Not you…yoctogram…Not you…
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Raise hand if it's nothing like Sho…(Me: *Raise hand*, Sho: Attention you, little useless yoctograms! CRUNCH! Go to the heap!)