The relationships between loved ones might not always be pure and simple. 
The elders might have given the best resources to nurture their younger generation, but it could have been an investment, one that they were expecting returns from. 
It was not to say that all family relations would be so cold-hearted, but undeniably, such situations did exist.
Shi Qing smiled reluctantly. "Qiao Nan, don't you think that you've made it sound too horrifying?" She was just told that despite being in their uniforms, some of the soldiers in the army might not strive for excellence and there were grey areas that she did not know of in the past. Now, Qiao Nan was telling her that there was such an ugly side to the relationships between relatives. Like the soldiers in the army who just learned English, Shi Qing found it difficult to adapt.
"Horrifying?" Qiao Nan was amused. "I know you like to read. Let me introduce you to this author. You only have to read all of his books to know if I have been exaggerating."
"Do you mean the books written by Lu Xun[1]?"
"Yes, that's right. You can look for them yourself." The reading articles in their syllabus were too positive. Those articles that were thought-provoking were not in their reading lists, and they had to look for it by themselves. 
Shi Qing was not someone who would procrastinate. 
Qiao Nan had mentioned it to her that evening, and the next morning, Shi Qing went to look for Shi Peng. "Dad, do you have time? Can you find someone to buy me some books?"
"Books?" Shi Peng looked at Shi Qing with interest. "What books do you want? Humanities or science? One is marked by the company one keeps. In the past, you will not even do your homework during summer break, let alone reading books. It seems to be good for you to have made such a good friend."
Actually, Shi Peng did not care if his daughter did her homework or not. He felt that what mattered was her attitude. 
His daughter was smart. Since a young age, she was quick to learn new things and she had good results. As her father, Shi Peng was worried that having a smooth-sailing life might not be a good thing for her. 
"I am interested in Lu Xun's novels and psychology books related to social relations. Get more of those for me."
"You want to read those books?"
"Yes!"
Shi Peng's palm went cold. He placed it against the warm teacup. "Did Qiao Nan recommend you to read these books?"
"She gave me suggestions." It was up to her to read or not.
Shi Peng had a serious look. "Are you sure you want to read these books?"
"Yes. Dad, I just realized that having good results does not mean everything in this world. Life is much more complicated than that." Life was unlike doing problem sums, especially science topic that only had one correct answer. It was either correct or wrong. "Dad, I want to grow up. It's time that I grow up."
"There's a price to pay for growing up."
"But you can't protect me forever."
It was for the longest time before Shi Peng answered. "Well, in the afternoon, I will get people to send the books over. There's no harm in reading more books." In the end, Shi Peng relented.
Shi Qing's eyes lit up. "Dad, thank you." Thank you for caring and protecting her all this while, but she had to grow up.
"You have indeed grown up." Shi Peng sighed. He knew that Qing Qing thanked him not only for the books but also for being protective of her.
To Shi Peng, it was simply because he wanted his daughter to have those that he did not have. He did not expect that his daughter was able to stand up for herself and did not need his protection. Perhaps this was his greatest blessing.
While Qiao Nan was working hard on her homework in the afternoon, Shi Qing dumped a stack of books onto the table that Qiao Nan was at. The pen that Qiao Nan left on the table bounced from the weight of the books. 
"Hey, did your dad get you all the books from the library?" Qiao Nan curled the corners of her lips at the large pile of books on the table. "Even if you want to read up, you should take things slowly. With this stack of books, isn't your dad worried that you may be frightened off by them?"
"That's our style. People from the Shi family give their best efforts in whatever they do. Anyway, there's still three-third of the summer break left. I have all the time to finish these books. I can definitely finish them." After she finished reading these books, the first thing she wanted to figure out was none other than her family. 
She wanted to understand why her grandpa sided with Qiu Chenxi. 
"I will cheer you on." Qiao Nan let go of the pen that had been bounced off.
Shi Qing placed a few of the books in front of Qiao Nan. "These are yours."
Qiao Nan took a quick glance. They were sociology and psychology books. "I do not plan to read these books."
"That will not do. We are good friends. We should share weals and woes." These books were theory-based and were dull and dry. She had to get someone to read it with her. It was boring to read books by herself. But it would be different if she had company.
Qiao Nan shot Shi Qing a sideways glance. "When did we become friends? I have no idea at all."
"Now you know."
"Since we must share weals and woes and seeing that I have so much homework to be done, shouldn't you help me with it?"
"Hey, you have done much more than me. When it comes to homework, I am so much behind you. If we are to share weals and woes, it's you who have to help me with it." Actually, she never did her summer break homework. She felt that it was a waste of time.
Qiao Nan felt like slapping Shi Qing. No matter what she said, Shi Qing would find ways to take advantage of her. 
Qiao Nan picked a book and flipped through a few pages. The paper quality was particularly good. Some of the books were even imported. They were as good as the books that Zhu Chengqi gave her. It would be difficult to get these books on the market. "Are you able to understand these books?"
Shi Qing scored fairly well for her English, but having good results in high school did not mean that she would be able to understand these English books. Even for her, though she only flipped through a few pages, she would need a dictionary to be able to understand the contents.
"Oh yeah, this is for you." Shi Qing pulled out a book from the stack. It was as thick as the wooden headrest in ancient times. She passed it to Qiao Nan. "Take your time to read it. It's okay if I don't understand. It is fine as long as you can understand them. By then, I can simply get you to tell me the contents of the books!"
"Oxford Dictionary?" Qiao Nan's expression darkened. Did Shi Qing intend to treat her as a translation tool? 
"That's right. It is not that easy to get this dictionary now. It is the 1995 edition. You have to make good use of it." Her father had taken this from his private collection. 
"The 1995 edition of OALD?" Qiao Nan had heard of it.
"What's OALD? I am not too sure. You can take a look at it yourself." Shi Qing did not understand anything that was beyond their English syllabus in school. As for the edition of the Oxford dictionary, she was clueless. Shi Qing was in a slight panic when Qiao Nan mentioned OALD all of a sudden.
[1] He was a leading figure of modern Chinese literature.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Teka anong sabi niya wala daw silang session ngayon?  Hala bakit naman kaya? 

Napatingin ako agad kay Ernest na malapit na sa pintuan at mukhang papalabas na. Aba ang papable hunk ko ata haggard ang hitsura! Why? 

"Ernest!"

Tumingin siya sa akin. "Naku Thiara, nagmamadali kasi ako."

"Bakit? Wala daw kayong session ngayon..." Naku naman sayang yung paggising ko ng maaga.

"YUNG ASAWA KO KASI MANGANGANAK NA…"


Ano daw? Tama ba yung narinig ko? Napatingin ako agad sa kamay niya. Oh my God bakit hindi ko agad napansin na may engagement at wedding ring siya? 

Nahinto bigla yung mundo ko. Si Ernest hindi na papable hunk kundi papable Daddy to be! 

"Sige ha Thiara, babalik na lang ako." At lumabas na siya agad.

Oh my ang puso ko… Hindi lang nagkapira-piraso parang hindi na tumitibok! 


"Hoy Thiam!"

Masama akong napatingin kay Keanne na nasa gilid ko lang. Alam kong alam niya…

"When did you know it? Why didn't you tell me?" Ang sama niya talaga!

"I gave you hints but you didn't listen."

Sandali yun ba yung tungkol sa stop my fantasy? Eh bakit naman kasi nagbigay pa siya ng hints kaysa sinabi na lang sa akin straight to the point!

"Sana sinabi mo na lang sa akin!"

"I don't mind people's life. Well, that's the lesson for your stupidity and blindness!"

Aba ang kapal talaga niya! "Alam mo napakasama talaga ng ugali mo..."At nagmadali akong umakyat papunta sa kwarto ko.

Saan ho ba ako nagkamali? Eto na ho ba yung karma ko nung mas pinili ko yung monster na yun kaysa sa Mama ko? Alam nyo na-

KNOCK!

"Sino yan?" Nakahiga ako sa kama at kanina pa naloloka sa kakatanong sa Diyos ko saan ako nagkamali. Ni isang patak na luha walang bumagsak sa mga mata ko dahil imbes na malungkot ko naiinis ako sa sarili ko dahil sa pagiging stupid at blind ko! Oo na tama na si Keanne!

"Thiam…"

And speaking of the devil…

"What do you want?"

"I will not talk to the door. Will you open it?" Ibang klase talaga tong lalaking eto napakagaling mag-utos!

Tumayo na ako at binuksan yung pintuan. Pumasok siya agad sa kwarto ko.

"Alam mo kung andito ka para tignan kung okey ako, hindi ako okay." Inunahan ko na siya.

"I'm not here to see if you're okay or not." Ang sama niya talaga! "I'm not insensitive Thiam to a person's misery." Buti naman!

"So anong ginagawa mo dito?"


May nilagay siyang susi sa kamay ko. Ano na naman eto? 


"Clean the library."


Anong kalokohan ang pumasok sa utak nito at pinaglilinis ako ng library?

"Hindi mo ba na-"

"Cleaning the library will help you not be depressed."

Hindi ko alam kung magpapasalamat ako o hindi.

"Where is the library?"

"In the dungeon..."

Dungeon? Eh di ba ang makikita sa dungeon mga dragon or baka naman may halimaw dun? 


"Ayoko..." Sabay balik ko ng susi.


"I will not accept no! At nilagay niya ulit yung susi sa kamay ko. "You will clean the library and..."

At may nilagay pang papel ang loko sa kabila kong kamay.

"you will search this books…" 

At nung tinignan ko yung listahan…


Seryoso ba siya? 100 books ang pinahahanap niya sa akin! 


Faded photographs
Your eyes say a thousand words to me
Faded photographs
Shadows fill my lonely room
Faded photographs
Your eyes say a thousand words to me
Faded photographs
Shadows fill my lonely room

Reflecting like a mirror
Racing in my mind
These photographs remind me
Of what's not far behind

Your eyes told me the story
Words of you and I
I can't forget you
In the stillness of the night
-Sheila E.

Akala mo talaga kong sino yun! Naglalakad na ako papunta kung saan man dungeon na may library. Nasa corridor pa lang ako ay sobrang tumataas na yung mga balahibo sa katawan ko. 

Ano kaya makikita dun? Malamang Thiara mga libro at cabinet, ano pa ba?  Oo nga alam ko naman yun pero baka naman meron pang iba dun.

Malapit na ako sa dulo at ang pagkakasabi sa akin ni Keanne bago lumabas ng kwarto ko ay, "Nasa dulo yung dungeon pag naligaw ka pa, you are really stupid!" 

LIBRARY… Eh hindi talaga ako maliligaw kung mas malaki pa sa pintuan yung sulat ng LIBRARY! Nilagay ko na agad yung susi at pinihit ng marahan yung pintuan.

Pagkapasok ko ay agad akong hinanap yung switch. Sobrang dilim na dito, maghahapon pa lang.

Pagkabukas ay nanlaki yung mga mata ko…

It's not an ordinary library moreover like…


SALA!

May TV set, radio, DVD player, sofa, couch, lampshade at yung mga inaasahan ko nga cabinets, shelves at mga nakakalat na libro!

"Thiara it's time to clean this mess!" Nilagay ko na yung bandana sa buhok at pagkatapos ay tinakpan yung ilong at bibig ko. Mukhang for ages na siyang hindi nalilinisan! At inumpisahan ko ng maglinis.

Almost three pm na ng natapos ako. Grabe ang sakit sa likuran. Napaupo muna ako sa couch at tinignan yung lists.

1. Grolier Encyclopedia A-Z

Ano? Encyclopedia from A-Z? Agad kong tinignan yung mga sumunod, Britannica, Americana, Encarta! Halos yung 1-10 lists ng mga encyclopedia! Is he serious?

Napatingin ako sa 10-20 puro naman Dictionary! Naku maiiyak na ako! Parang nalalata akong tignan yung mga susunod pa dahil sa una palang mahihirapan na ako!

Tumayo na ako agad at sinimulan yung pag-aayos, good luck na lang sa akin kung matatapos ako ngayon! 

6 pm na at nasa numero 80 palang ako. Halos kubang-kuba na ako. Oo nga sobrang tagal nga eto ng depressed, tatanda ka naman! 

Ng napatingin ako sa 80-100 may check siya.

?	80. What's On Your Mind? Learn to know how your brain works.

Bakit may check to? Tsaka teka nga parang PSYCHOLOGY book eto ha! 

From 81-100 ay puro tungkol sa psychology. Ano naman kaya ang gagawin nito dito? 

Napatingin ako sa pinakadulo ng lists, may 'small message' pala si Monster!

"Thiam, I need all these 20 books. Bring it immediately to me before you can rest. I need it by 7 pm, impunto!"

Oh my gulay! Bakit ngayon ko lang eto nabasa? Naku naman saan ko ba hahanapin tong mga libro na to? 

Nagmadali akong naghanap sa bawat cabinet at shelves. At buti na lang pala halos magkakasama lang sila sa isang shelf! Isang book na lang ang hahanapin ko ng biglang may pumukaw sa akin.

I researched and researched. About theories and psychology about my situation. All I know is that it might be a demon or my head playing tricks on me. But something wasn't right. If I was insane then why did my brother tell me about this thing he saw when he was younger. It was similar to what I notice about my situation. Then I realized. Our fucking family is cursed but its still a theory. So I studied a bit more on psychology and spirits. It's connected some how. Psychology deals with the brains and how people think, react, accept, learn and emotions. Dark spirits however they mess with your head and make you do things without thought. They aim for the weak minded and the most negative people out there. It hurts to admit this but I was down when I was young cause the bullying. Not just that I was sad cause I was mostly lonely knowing I will never have a chance to do something that will get me famous. One year later. The voices slowed down a bit. But the name still appeared and the killing came back. I saw a frog I grabbed it and twisted its legs to see if it can still walk and jump guess my theory was correct they cant jump or move when there legs are broken. I was a misunderstood child. Then one day I was alone in the house 666 appeared constantly, the fear in that number got me curious but scared. Yes In angelic form 666 is a good luck number. But some say its not. I honestly dont know. I just know if you see patterns like this youll start to be more aware about yourself. Then the day I was alone again a big bang like the dishes were being thrown in the kitchen. I ran to my bedroom faster than a heartbeat. I was scared then the voice appeared then this shadowy thing came but all of a sudden I woke up. It was a dream, that man looked like... I was clueless I forgot the mans face. But I will never forget his presence. Cold, dark, the pressure you feel going down your back. The weigh of your shoulders. Then couple weeks later I had a dream about my family and a duplicate one was trying to invade the family and kill one of each. The only one that died was a brother he killed the other him. The dream was a future reading. You'll understand later on into the story. I repeatedly had a dream of a man the mask he would wear kept changing into one of my brothers. A couple months past. Im 7 years and 8 months old. My family and I were talking about ghost stories and stuff they said they saw red eyes under my parents bed. I believe them because my parents room would randomly be cold and randomly be hot. Also the noises of scratching would be in there bedroom and around the walls also on the ground.


There were no other customers in the restaurant. Sighing in despair, Uncle Li and his wife were sitting opposite each other and discussing the restaurant's revenues. They were very confident when buying the diner, but they never expected that the business wouldn't improve much since then, because it was difficult to attract customers from the other restaurants around them.
Seeing Zhang Zian and another customer walk in, Uncle Li and his wife quickly greeted them.
Since it wasn't meal time yet, Zhang Zian only ordered two cups of orange juice.
After the orange juice was served, Uncle Li and his wife left them alone.
If Zhang Zian had never ran into Meng Li at the library and received help from him that day, it would have been impossible for Zhang Zian to ever locate the untitled book. Meng Li had left the library before Zhang Zian, who had been wondering about this question ever since that time. Today, he'd ran into Meng Li again. He wouldn't miss another opportunity to find out the answer.
Meng Li didn't have a deep impression of that day. When Zhang Zian reminded him, he remembered and said, "Oh, that was the subject you were referring to. Manager Zhang, are you really studying mathematics?"
"I'm slightly interested in it," Zhang Zian said vaguely. "How did you know that the book was hidden in the reference book section?"
"Hidden in the reference book section?" Stunned, Meng Li corrected him. "No, no, you're misunderstood. I mean, assuming that there was such a book about life, the universe, and everything, it should be placed in the reference book section. It was merely my assumption. A book like that doesn't truly exist, right? Or have you really found such a book?"
"No, I haven't. It was just the slip of the tongue." Zhang Zian tried to cover up his previous question. "Is there anything special about the origin of the book? How did you decide that it would be in the reference section?"
Meng Li smiled confidently. "Assuming there is such a book, not only could I conclude that it would be in the reference book section, but I could also determine that it would be placed on a bookshelf with various dictionaries."
Holy crap! Zhang Zian was shocked.
That was f**king amazing!
Meng Li obviously had left the library before Zhang Zian that day, but it seemed like he had witnessed Zhang Zian finding the untitled book next to a pile of English dictionaries.
Zhang Zian became increasingly curious. Knowing that Meng Li was holding him in suspense, Zhang Zian said calmly, "Mr. Meng, are you able to know things without fortune telling?"
"No, I don't have that kind of ability." Meng Li stopped smiling and said seriously, "Have you heard of Hyperwebster?"
"What?" Startled, Zhang Zian racked his brain to search for the term in his memory, but nothing came up. 
Meng Li explained, "Hyperwebster is a thought experiment proposed by the famous mathematician and science fiction novelist Dr. Ian Stewart. This thought experiment means that, assuming that such a dictionary exists, and that the dictionary consists of 26 English letters, starting with A, ending with an infinite number of Z, like this—"
To demonstrate, Meng Li pulled out a napkin, laid it out on the table, and wrote on it with a pen he had:
A, AA, AAA, AAAA...
AB, ABA, ABAA, ABAAA...
AC, ACA, ACAA, ACAAA...
...
Z, ZA, ZAA, ZAAA...
ZB, ZBA, ZBAA, ZBAAA...
...
ZZ, ZZZ, ZZZZ, ZZZZZ...
Zhang Zian was perplexed, but he saw that the sequence of these letters seemed to be similar to what he'd seen previously in that untitled book.
Meng Li pushed the napkin to Zhang Zian and put the pen down. He asked, "You know what this means? This means that the Hyperwebster contains all the possible combinations of English letters. Whether they're English words that exist now, or new words that will be coined in the next hundred or thousand years later, they're already included in the Hyperwebster. For example, 'zidecuz'. This isn't a word, and it isn't currently included in any dictionary. If someone were to write this word, it would definitely be thought of as a misspelling. But maybe a year in the future, the word will be given some sort of meaning from people. At that time, people would be surprised to find that this word has already been included in the Hyperwebster, assuming that such a dictionary does exist."
Meng Li drank a few mouthfuls of orange juice to wet his throat, giving Zhang Zian time to process what he'd said.
Zhang Zian stared at the strange letter combinations on the napkin and tried to keep up with Meng Li's explanation.
Meng Li added, "Not only that, but because this dictionary includes all possible English words, these words may also constitute all possible entries. Theoretically, the answers to all the unsolved mysteries in history, and everyone and everything in this world, can be found in this dictionary. These entries may further form all possible passages, from the first poorly-written composition by an English writer from just a corner of the world, to The Declaration of Independence, the English version of Dream of the Red Chamber, the complete works of Shakespeare, the Encyclopedia Britannica, all the English books collected in the US Library of Congress, and all of the great articles written by an unborn writer. All of this is inside of this dictionary."
At this, Meng Li changed his tone and smiled relaxingly. "Well, at this point, you should be able to understand that the content of this dictionary is infinite. It has a beginning, but no end. The number of the letters inside the dictionary is more than all the atoms in the universe, because the total number of atoms in the universe is limited, while the letters in the dictionary are infinite. This book can only stay in people's imagination, it can never appear in the real world. Even if you exhausted all the time and atoms in the universe, you wouldn't be able to finish writing this dictionary."
"My life is finite, but the book is infinite." Zhang Zian whispered to himself.
"What?"
Zhang Zian's voice was so low that Meng Li didn't hear him clearly.
"No, nothing." Zhang Zian waved his hand. "I'm just a bit shocked."
Meng Li nodded and picked up his cup of orange juice, "It's normal. The Hyperwebster is a thought experiment that few people know about except for those in the mathematics community. It is not as well-known as the Schrodinger's cat, which the public takes great pleasure in talking about. So, when you told me then that you were looking for a book about life, the universe, and everything, I immediately thought of the Hyperwebster. In fact, I was joking with you back then. Afterwards, I worried that I had committed a huge sin by misleading you to find the wrong book. By the way, what on earth was the book you wanted to find that day?"
Zhang Zian smiled. "It was actually a science fiction novel—the third installment of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy written by Douglas Adams, and the title of the book was called Life, the Universe, and Everything."
"I see," Meng Li realized. "I rarely read science fiction. No wonder I hadn't heard about it. What a shame!"


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Yuan Chenfei saw Liu Yang for the first time in his own office.

At that time, Liu Yang wore an old gray folder and a hat in his hand. His hair was unkempt, and his face was awkward.

His two eyes, which were empty and straight, looked at Yuan Chenfei.

"Mr. Liu?" Yuan Chenfei took the information and shouted carefully.

Liu Yang shocked like he just woke up from a dream. His eyes have gained some fascination. He slightly nodded: "Hello, Dr. Yuan."

"Hello, please sit down." Yuan Chenfei pointed to the big sofa in the room.

Liu Yang carefully sat on it, but he didn't sit still, as if he could jump up at any time.

"You look a little nervous. But please believe me, okay? You can relax here." Yuan Chenfei said to him in a tone that's as friendly as possible.

His attitude surely softened this nervous man.

Liu Yang nodded.

"So…" Yuan Chenfei sat on the opposite side of Liu Yang, looked at the information in his hand, and said, "Mr. Liu, you said on this, recently, you have been having nightmares frequently, so that you can not sleep well, right?"

"Yes." Liu Yang nodded hard: "I always have the same dream. The scene in my dream is authentic, and it scared me. I can't sleep well every night. Unable to rest, I don't have the mind to work. Always sleepy…"

When Liu Yang said that, his face once again showed a scared expression.

"Then you have come to the right place, and I can help you make a good dream." Yuan Chenfei took a pocket watch from his clothes, shaking in front of Liu Yang: "This can help you fall asleep."

Liu Yang's face changed: "No, I don't want to sleep. I will enter that horrible world when I fall asleep. It's too terrible."

"Don't worry. I won't let you have a nightmare." Yuan Chenfei comforted him: "Oh, before that, can you tell me the content of that dream?"

Liu Yang hesitated, for a long time, he said: "That is a terrifying dream."

"Terrified?"

"Yes." Liu Yang looked straight at him with his eyes: "I dreamed… The gods and the demons came; the world changed dramatically."

————————————

Out of the office, Yuan Chenfei saw that Liu Liu had finished eating her meal and was looking at the chicken legs in his lunch.

"WTH!" Yuan Chenfei shouted, rushed, and grabbed his meal.

"Meanie." Liu Liu muttered in dissatisfication.

"If you can't eat enough, you can call another one. Why do you always want to grab from someone else?" Yuan Chenfei looked at his assistant.

If he came out a bit later, the chicken legs would be gone.

Liu Liu snorted and replied: "I don't know why, if I order one more, no matter what, I will have no appetite for it. But if it is someone else, then I will want to eat very much. You are a psychiatrist, can you tell me what is my mental illness?"

Yuan Chenfei shook his head: "That isn't a disease; it is a problem of your character."

Liu Liu listened to it and looked up and laughed. Her feet were shaking, and her laugh was like screaming, "Hey, Hey, Hey," like a madman.

After a while, Liu Liu stopped to watch Yuan Chenfei, saw him eating very slowly, knowing that he was thinking and shouting: "We have a strange patient again? What is this time?"

Yuan Chenfei was stagnant, and he thought for a while before saying:

"This patient's name is Liu Yang. He has been having a nightmare about the apocalypse since a month ago."

"Having the same kind of nightmare repeatedly?" Liu Liu's eyes lit up: "That shows that the dreamer has a psychological problem that has not been solved. The term of psychology is called 'sentiment,' which is the famous saying of 'heart knot.' It directly related to the theme and mood of the same dream. For example, repeating the 'test dream' may be associated with the psychological factors of 'accepting recognition' or 'anxiety…'"

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "Well, don't show off your psychological knowledge. If that's the case, things will be simple."

"Oh?" Liu Li came to the interest: "Where isn't it simple?"

"His dream is very systematic." Yuan Chenfei replied.

"Systematized?"

"It's a particular, very fulfilling dream."

"How specific is it?"

Yuan Chenfei replied: "Complete architecture, accurate time, sufficient characters, rich plots… just like a movie, no, TV series."

Liu Liu heard it.

It is necessary to know that dreams usually do not have a complete story. It is only an inevitable physiological phenomenon that occurs during the fast wave sleep period. It is an active physiological process, and its manifestation has an appearance and perceptual nature: memory activities and supernormal associations.

Therefore, most dreams are fragmented, abstract, neither real nor systematic, and there is no complete architecture and system.

Now, Yuan Chenfei said that some people's dreams are as specific as TV dramas, and there is everything in the time and place, incredible.

"All dreams are like this?" Liu Li asked.

"No, it is based on different plots in the same context, just like a person's experience inside. On the first day, he dreamed of a great change in the world, and the whole world has unexpected changes. The next day, he had a new experience. On the third day, he continued to extend based on the dream of the second day. He had a dream of thirty days, but spent thirty months in the dream, experiencing rough times. It's even worse."

"The content of all these dreams is related to each other?" Liu Li was surprised.

"Yes. Are you surprised? It's like writing a novel in a dream, day by day. I have never seen such a case." Yuan Chenfei was excited. He did not expect that his psychological clinic was opened less than half a year, but he has encountered such a mysterious case.

In the field of psychology, mysterious cases have never been lacking, and all kinds of incredible mental illnesses often refresh the three views and insights of psychologists.

What happened to Yuan Chenfei was undoubtedly one of them. If he could treat this case and make detailed records and analysis, it will help his future work and fame.

Liu Liu seemed to be a lot calmer. As a skeptic, she conceived all possibilities.

She squinted and asked, "Is there a possibility that the guy is making a story? You know there are some patients like this…"

Yuan Chenfei interrupted her and said, "You know I can see if a person is lying."

Good psychologists were usually lie-detectors. They were good at judging whether the other person is lying or not. They were sophisticated lie detectors.

As a high-profile student at Stanford's psychological profession, Yuan Chenfei was one of the best.

"Is it possible that he came up with the story during the day and then reappeared in the dream at night?" Liu Liu still does not give up.

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "Indiscriminate guessing does not help to improve your psychology. This patient's case is infrequent. It is not suitable for any conclusion now. It needs long-term observation. I used hypnotism for him and let him sleep for a while. ..."

When his words have not been finished, a loud screaming came from the office.

Yuan Chenfei put down the meal, and rushed to the office, pushed open the door, and saw that Liu Yang had rolled from the sofa to the ground.

He screamed and desperately grabbed his neck, almost to kill himself.

Yuan Chenfei rushed over and forced him to pull his hands away.

Finally, Liu Yang's arm was pulled open. Liu Yang's desperate coughing, his pupils, were widened, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Liu Yang! Liu Yang!" Yuan Chenfei shouted.

Liu Yang seemed to have finally awakened.

His eyes have gained a sign of consciousness again.

He stared at the ceiling, not saying a word.

"You have a nightmare again?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

Liu Yang did not say anything.

"Can you tell me what happened in your dream?"

Liu Yang finally looked at Yuan Chenfei.

He swallowed and said:

"They… cut my head."

“How do you treat ants? Gods will treat you the same!” – Yuan Chenfei.

On this day, Gods finally appeared.
Not for destruction, not for slavery, but just for playing a game.

Nietzsche Egon: breadwinner, youngest child of the Nietzsche family, curious cat, competitive, foodie (since young), environmentalists, enthusiasts of the human mind, an egg that doesn't need to be cracked (he hatches on his own when necessary).

Status: Single.

Age: 27.

Birthdate: September 3, 2023.

Description: Handsome and well chiseled face, inverted triangle physique, clean cut hair.

Remarkable feature: His emerald like eyes.

Working at Nebula Inc. for seven years and counting.

Income: Unknown.

Elementary: Graduated with honors.

High School: Graduated with honors.

College: Graduated with a Joint Degree in Sociology with Psychology, also a scholar of Nebula Inc.

Masters: (Currently taking this year) Master of Arts in Consciousness Studies and Transpersonal Psychology

Current Profession: Researcher (specializing in Sociology and Psychology).

Hidden Profession:  Profiler, Philanthropist, (loading)

Current Memberships: Psychological Endeavors (a research based website giving news on research), Elite Fitness. (others: unknown to the public and the government)

Mother: (classified information)

Father: (classified information)

Siblings: (classified information)

Class: (classified information)

Johari's Window of Egon Nietzsche 

Known to self: Has no dream whatsoever of inheriting the family name nor continuing the military endeavor.

Known by him and other people: He is a responsible and sensible man. A genius.

Known by other people: Someone not to be messed with. Perceived as an individual who hasn't fully tapped his potential. 

Unknown: (classified information).

Future inclinations: finish his masters.

Currently apprehensive to: his Grandfather, his research paper, his mother.

Good day to everyone reading or would be reading this novel. Yours Truly, Prime here. UPDATES: indefinite hiatus Specific Time: indefinite hiatus NUMBER OF CHAPTERS TO BE PUBLISHED: indefinite hiatus Hi guys, I'm sorry to inform you but I'll be undergoing an indefinite hiatus. My illness, cervical spondylosis has been flaring up because of COVID-19 not letting me get my therapy and check ups. I usually had therapy sessions four times a week for my neck problem before the pandemic. However, I haven't been getting the needed therapy sessions for so long that my neck problem started hurting again. I've been having migraines and vertigo episodes this week and I don't know if it will get better by next week or anytime soon since I can't even buy medicine as of the moment. I am currently jobless and my family has been helping me cope with the pandemic, but I didn't want them to send me to the hospital since there's a higher chance of being infected if I stay there while I'm this vulnerable. Also, my condition is already at the stage wherein they would be checking disks in my vertebrae, from here my neck might be operated on depending on the findings that the spine specialist sees. I was supposed to have this consultation and checks by April, but again, the lockdown happened. My physical therapist friends have been giving me pointers on how to at least lessen the pain, but of course my condition I wish my isn't as the worst case scenarios that they would inform me to be prepared of. I'm so sorry guys, I'll try to update as soon as I get better.

"Win it next time!"
Lin Que nodded slightly upon hearing Lou Cheng's words. A faint but pure will for battle replaced the disappointment and unwillingness, burning in his eyes.
Sun Jian was approaching towards them. He said with a jibe at himself, only half-jokingly,
"I always complained you guys together would kill my opportunity to shine in the ring. But right now I wish you two could save me from having to go in the ring... "
If they were having a conversation online, he would add a laughing with tears emoji here.
Lou Cheng was close to a laugh. He tried to talk with due solemnity,
"Do your best. Enjoy the moves of a true Professional Ninth Pin rival."
"Enjoy?" Sun Jian shivered unconsciously. Taking a glance at Zhuo Yanjun who was calm and breathing evenly, he felt like a frog about to challenge a viper.
A competent Professional Ninth Pin rival in nearly perfect status... What can I do?
There's nothing to enjoy. I'm about to be tortured...
However, how could I find my exact problems without confronting one Professional Ninth Pin rival in person? How could I face my father after graduation?
He took a deep breath and reached out his right hand to Lin Que.
The usual coldness had recaptured Lin Que's face. He lifted his arm and slapped Sun Jian's right palm.
As a student of psychology, he knew very well that such an action was a way to cultivate collective consciousness and enhance the group cohesion. He didn't want to uncover it or exclude himself.
Sun Jian passed the two teammates and went up the flight of stairs, less nervous than Li Mao but just as anxious.
The gap between Zhuo Yanjun and him was too big to be narrowed by crying out slogans or burning up enthusiasm.
Last year when Chen Changhua issued a challenge to Lin Que, he was one of the better Amateur First Pin fighters, feeling great about himself and getting ready for the Professional Ranking Event. In the end, he suffered a bitter rout. After six months of hardcore training, he was finally qualified for the Professional Ninth Pin level at the end of last month. A long-sought dream had come true.
Named one of the capable ninth pin fighters, Zhuo Yanjun should be of a similar level as Lin Que six months ago if not slightly better. I've got the Amateur Third Pin certificate and am probably of the Second Pin at my best, still much weaker than Chen Changhua six months ago. The gap can easily be imagined.
"Whatever. I'll just show my style and spirit... " Sun Jian tried to comfort himself as he got in a starting stance.
Once the referee called the beginning of the match, he launched a surprise attack as planned instead of moving about, dashing at his rival like a tiger coming down a hill, his back bent and knees straightened.
Zhuo Yanjun apparently didn't see this coming, but she was confident and capable, taking one stride forward calmly to block Sun Jian's footwork. Her right shoulder pulled a sudden strength, throwing her arm out downward like a sword.
Bam! Sun Jian's right arm muscles inflated, exerting strength to throw a fierce punch out to block the rival's slash.
His knuckles made a sudden sound. Five fingers sprang open with an abrupt explosive force, turning the fist into a claw and biting on Zhuo Yanjun's forearm in a split second.
Flower-tearing and Willow-striking Hand!
Zhuo Yanjun's arm softened like a noodle and then suddenly shook with great might, tightened up like a sword or an iron stick. Sun Jian's hand was shaken off.
She then turned her body sideways, her abs inflating and fascia tugging, pushing her left elbow out rapidly like a dagger.
That was an infusion of the Fly Fall Punch's continuation and the Blackwater Sword's melee piercing, fast and compact.
Sun Jian had no time to duck or to exert strength from his feet. He struggled to drive his shoulders to swing his arms to block the elbow.
Bam... He was forced to take one step backward but Zhuo Yanjun went on with more strikes, pushing him into a frantic status. Eventually, her sword hit him right in the chest, almost knocking him out of consciousness.
"Round Five, Zhuo Yanjun won!"
"The final result. Dongling Squad wins!"
The referee's announcement was welcomed by Zhang Jingye's silence and the hometown crowd's restrained claps.
Phew... Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke both heaved a sigh, rather gloomy.
The defeat had been predicted and the chance of turning the table was still there. However, a loss is a loss, an upsetting result.
Seeing a Donglin Television Station reporter approaching, Lou Cheng quickly gathered himself together and turned to ask Yan Zheke, "Do I look alright?"
"You look great!" Yan Zheke smiled, her eyes beautifully shining. "Good luck!"
"Yes." Lou Cheng took off the big white towel from his shoulders and stood up.
"Hello, Lou Cheng. I'm Zhang Hai, a reporter from Donglin TV. May I ask you a few questions?" The reporter sounded the note of stereotyped fanaticism.
Lou Cheng didn't try to conceal his disappointment for the defeat.
"Of course."
Zhang Hai, a young man in his early 20s, very approachable, put on a smile.
"Lou Cheng, you guys did great today. I would give you a 9/10.
"I've read your information. This is your first time confronting an eighth pin Dan stage rival in nearly perfect status, isn't it? What do you feel?"
Lou Cheng took a moment to reflect on it. "He's very powerful, suppressing me in every way. However, I think I could have done better."
"Ohh? What made you say that?" asked Zhang Hai, seemingly very interested.
Lou Cheng forced a bitter smile. "I guess I cared too much about it and didn't have much experience. I was rushing it a lot in the first fight, intending to finish the opponent quickly. I made many mistakes and the emotion went on to the second match. I couldn't make a better, wiser choice at the critical moment."
He didn't reveal Hou Yue's supernatural ability and acted as if he didn't notice it at all to trick Dongling Squad to bet heavily on this in the next round.
All is fair in war!
"Understood. You've only trained for under a year. It's perfectly normal that you don't have enough experience. Take it easy." Zhang Hai gave some comfort before continuing with his list of questions.
He stopped politely after a few more questions and turned to Lin Que.
Lou Cheng took a few steps back, getting closer to Yan Zheke, and asked in a low voice, "Ke, did I do okay?"
Could anybody tell I was lying? Would Dongling Squad be alarmed?
Yan Zheke smiled and nodded, showing her dimples. "Very sincere and real."
Her limpid eyes rolled as she wiped her smile partially off. "You look like a great liar. Would you lie to me like that?"
"Err... " Lou Cheng's mouth opened slightly, speechless.
That was very different from what I was expecting!
Shouldn't you give me some compliment?
This deceiving strategy was from you!
Feels tricked again...
After a brief thought, he started to find it amusing. "How can my small thoughts ever get away from Coach Yan? I can fool everyone but you!"
"Hmm... " Yan Zheke nodded first but soon her pretty face straightened. "You fool everyone but me? Tell me, which girl do you plan to fool?"
Another trick... Lou Cheng was stunned, afraid of giving an answer.
Yan Zheke burst into a laugh looking at the stunned Lou Cheng. The gloominess from today's loss completely faded away.
The silly Cheng is so adorable!
On the other side, Zhang Hai had just finished his opening remark in front of Lin Que, about to get on his first question.
"Lin Que, today you experienced the eighth pin Dan stage rival's continuous explosions. What do you think?"
Lin Que holding a white towel to wipe the sweat answered calmly,
"Very powerful."
"A man of few words indeed... " Zhang Hai kept his smile. "What would you comment on your own performance?"
"I lost." Lin Que squeezed two words out of his mouth before leaving for the visiting team locker room.
"I lost? What kind of answer is this? I was asking for a comment." Zhang Hai was totally lost.
Yan Zheke in a distance sighed and lowered her voice to Lou Cheng.
"In my cousin's dictionary, a loss means a terrible fight."
"A loss means a terrible fight?" Lou Cheng pondered on the line.
I also hate to lose but I can't be extreme like Lin Que.
Different people have different personalities...
He felt bad for the reporter. He needed an interpreter to complete an interview with Lin Que...
...
The trip back was tiring, constantly on the run. The crew arrived at Songcheng University new campus around 9 pm. They ate on the train to save time.
Seeing weariness on Yan Zheke's face, Lou Cheng didn't want to drag her to a lakeside stroll. He held her hand on the pedestrian walkway and slowly walked her to her dorm building.
Shortly before they arrived, he intended to ask Yan Zheke out tomorrow to go shopping as the award money had sat in his account, ready to pay for a ring.
In a close relationship as them, a date shouldn't be a difficult thing to ask. But Lou Cheng was trying hard to make an excuse in hopes of creating a surprise.
Yan Zheke looked up, a bit shy as she was also thinking about asking Cheng out on a date to shop for a ring as a surprise.
What should I say if I want to ask him out?
Her lips pursed, eyes looking into the distance. When she was finally ready to bring it up, she heard Lou Cheng's voice, "Ke, could you go shopping with me tomorrow? My martial arts shoes are worn out again. I need a new pair or two... "
Lou Cheng hadn't finished his excuse, a beautiful smile already climbed on Yan Zheke's face, darkening all the street lamps.
"Okay!"
"Hmm!" Lou Cheng didn't know why the girl seemed so pleased but her smile totally moved him.
... ...
Back in his empty dorm, he realized Zhao Qiang and other roommates would spend the night in Donglin to have a social meetup there tomorrow.
"Hmm... Only girls can temporarily pull Qiang away from study." He shook his head with a smile and grabbed a thermos bottle to wash up.
He heard the sound of the key turning in the lock and saw Cai Zongming walk in.
"You are back?" Lou Cheng said, shocked by his sudden appearance.
Cai Zongming answered with a smirk, "Surprise?"
"Damn your surprise!" Lou Cheng looked behind Ming's back, puzzled. "Where is Qiang?"
"In Donglin. They will take the train tomorrow 5 pm." Cai Zongming sounded as if it was a matter of course.
"How come you are back early?" Lou Cheng let out a laugh and asked.
Cai Zongming clicked his tongue. "I have the special training tomorrow morning. Also, I have a girlfriend already. Setting up for them is enough. Why should I stay there and watch the Model Worker show off his love?"
"Ohh... " Lou Cheng showed his understanding with a smirk and commented, "Talker, I didn't think you could stick to the special training!"
Cai Zongming's face suddenly turned.
"Of course! I'm a man who lives up to my words!"
He switched to an aroused voice,
"Cheng, I'll be on the bench next term!"


Here martial arts are no longer intangible legends. They have been passed on from generation to generation and from century to century. After the confrontation with science and technology, they have completely integrated into modern society and all kinds of martial arts competitions are taking place across the country as superiority among scholars are hard to reach a consensus but not as difficult among martial artists!
Lou Cheng has inherited the lost skills of the greatest martial arts sect. Towards his original dream and the glory in his heart, he advances step by step, becoming the warrior of this modern city and the hero of the era!

[Tomorrow is the math mid-term exam, I should review a little more before heading to sleep.] Thought Akai while solving some mathematical problems.

these equations are easy lets see..
...  24x2+25x−47=(−8x−3)(ax−2)−53
    24x2+25x−47=−8ax2−3ax+16x+6−53
    24x2+25x−47=−8ax2−3ax+16x−47

[The answer is..  −8a=24, or a=−3 as expected the value of "a" constant is -3]

One after another he kept solving equations with ease.

...

Akai Osamu a third year J & S Professional highschool student. Always ranked 1st at school. Either it was his elmentary school or preparatory school he never dropped down his position as rank one.
His short dark hair all along with his eye glasses reflect hidden arrogance. Unlike the usual book nerd, he is quite handsome though not by much. Body appearance is acceptable with height of 177 cm. 

Unlike the usual student, he does not involve himself in unnecessary activities like playing MMO games or going to karoke with others. He most likely spends his time reading, practicing or studying. All due to his high intelligence that he can find it easy to remain at the top while having time to take care of his physical appearance.

He occupies the first seat in the middle row in his class and maintains few contacts among the other elite students. Usually exchanging few words with one or two of the elites in the class and doesnt bother himself with the others.

[Okay that should be enough.] With that he finished his studies, set up the alarm, and went to sleep.

...

[RING!] [RING!]

Uhhh.. He wakes up at 6:00 AM every morning, washes up, eats breakfast, and get dressed to go to school.

Once he arrives at school he heads straight to his class to prepare before the first period begins.
There at the other side of the door of class A-3 his eyes fell upon the typical scene of everyday where he hears the murmurs of his classmates that sound like hordes of bees flying and buzzing around.

"Akagi-kun, are you ready for the exam today.. I'm quiet nervous"

"Haha.. it is okay sana-chan, just concentrate and don't rush then all should be fine"

"Hey Minato, i'm already level 23 and recently i learned the rare skill; fire flower"

"whew.. that's impressive makoto, I actually.." Before he could finish speaking the surroundings got silenced by the sound of the door being shut and Akai walking in.

Everyone's gazes fell on him walking toward his seat then put on his headphones without saying a word.

The two fellows to his left and right sides nodded to him as if they indicated to say hello then looked back at the books in front of them as they seemed occupied reviewing some information.

Not even did 20 seconds pass by untill the murmuring sounds returned as if nothing happend.
"So Minato.. What were you saying?" Said Makoto seeing Minato still gazing at Akai.

"Whats wrong? do you have something to say to Aka.." Before he could finish his sentence he was interrupted by Minato. "Sorry Makoto, we will catch up later" With that he walked over toward Akai leaving Makoto who stood their for a moment before returning to his seat.

At this moment, Akai who was listening to some sort of relaxing music seemed to be pondering about something. [It is already the second half of the first semester. If I maintain my usual rate till the end of the year then joining Tokyo University will proceed smoothly as planned.]

[Hahaha.. it is almost within my reach. Only if i can speed up the process and take all the tests already... . ] Thought Akai with a glint in his eyes and arrogant smile on his face.

Suddenly, he felt an arm sneak around his shoulder and turned around to see Minato whose face revealed a carved playful smile. [Damn it is that guy Minato again.] Thought Akai when his cold eyes fell on Minato.

"Neh.. Akai, I say, why don't you join us today to hang out a lil bit and have fun.. you always studying, studying.. come on that must be boring" Said Minato after pulling out Akai's headphones.

"Minato! leave me alone, you have been sticking around me lately repeating the same nonsense. It is time for mid-term exams and I should not be fooling around" After moving Minato's hand away, he said with low arrogant voice. 

Although he is not really worried about the tests as he already studied the whole syllabus and memorized all necessary information, he still thinks it is waste of time to hang around. He prefers reading books and getting various knowledge than wasting time.

"You really don't have 'fun' in your dictionary do you? sigh.. then at least join us in 'Path of Glory' so we can have a good time together. It is not really like you have to play it 24 hours. Around 3 hours a day is good enough. Plus, Im positive your smart-ass already studied most or even all of the syllabus and don't need to study except for 1-2 hours a day" Said Minato with a kind of crafty smile on his face.

[This guy is really bothersome. His marks is above average and he is kinda smart, However, he is no where to match me. I bet if he does not waste his time on these trivial matters he would score some good marks.]

"Hmph, instead of wasting your time on that game, you better focus more on studying maybe then you will be among the top 10" Said Akai with serious but arrogant look on his face.

Hearing this, Minato knew he could not persuade him as always so he decided to give up. "sigh.. you know! you should not be like this all of the time Akai. Although studying and real life matters are important, it is okay to have fun someti.." while he was speaking, the door of the class suddenly opened and the teacher got in.

"Anyway, we will talk later" Said Minato before returning to his seat.

Akai ignored him then switched attention to the teacher who started to take the attendance "Akagi Soichiro , Akai Osamu... " After sometime the teacher was done taking attendance.

"Okay, now open your history book on page..." The period began like usual as everyday until it was the time for the third period.

The math teacher entered the room with a sealed file that seems to contain papers inside. 
He unsealed the file and and looked at the students "It is the time for the math exam, prepare yourselves before I start distributing the papers, the period of the exam is..." said the teacher casually.

Everyone was quiet during the exam. Some seemed to have little trouble solving the mathematical problems while other some did not show much of struggling expression.

However, Akai was the most expressionless as he dropped his pen after around 20 mins and waited for the time to end.

After another 25 mins the time was over and the teacher took the papers back.

Like that the rest of the day was coming to an end. When the bell rang declaring the end of the last period of the day, the student started packing to leave.

"Akai, wait for a minute" Said the teacher to akai after noticing he was about to leave.

This was the class teacher who teach social psychology and also responsible for class A-3.
"Yes Sensei?" Said Akai in a respective and firm tone.

"I know you don't need to hear this but i want to say that as long as you maintain you current pace then for sure Tokyo Uni. will be within the reach" Said the teacher with a hint of worry but also admiration.

"Sensei can rest assured, I wont let myself get distracted" Said Akai firmly reassuring his teacher after noticing his hidden meaning while also glancing with the back of his eyes at Minato.

"Good, you can leave now" Said the teacher while glancing at the door of the class.

Minato who was near them heard their conversation then gave Akai a meaningful look as their gazes met then he headed toward the door and left.

Some while after he left, Akai grabbed his backpack and left as well.

After what seemed about 30 minutes of walking he finally reached his house.
"I'm home!" Said Akai casually.

"Oh, kai-chan how was your exam today" Said an old lady who seemed to be 40 years of age. Her face was not as old as her age may indicate but rather appears to be in her mid-thirties with faint wrinkles.

"Ah, like usual it was very easy" Said Akai with his calm voice while heading to his room. "I will be upstairs in my room to have some rest" he said without stopping, moving upstairs toward his room.

Moments later, he entered his room and changed his clothes after taking a quick shower. Then he 
went toward his studying desk and sat down on the chair.

After taking a random book and reading for about 30 minutes, he glanced toward his laptop and decided to surf the internet for various information about SAT. 

While he was surfing the pages of internet, an ad showed up advertising 'Path of glory' the game Minato keep mentioning.

He glanced at the ad for few seconds and with a cold snort he ignored it. "What a joke, people fall for these fake games" feel ridicule and disgust he stopped his surfing and leaned backwards with his back and his head resting and relaxing. 

He put his headphones on that was connected to his Smartphone and started to listen to the relaxing music while gradually falling a sleep.

Time slowly passed. After unknown amount of time, voices could be heard within the vicinity.

[Uhh.. what is that noise..?] Thought Akai while still half a sleep with closed eyes but was also feeling that something was off.

"move!" A faint voice along with other noises that seemed like horses closing in came from the distance.

Upon noticing the faint voice, Akai also felt cold air. He slowly opened his eyes to meet with the view of a clear blue sky.

Feeling like he was dreaming, he rubbed his eyes to only discover that the scenery did not change.

losing his wits by the sudden shock, he checked himself and his whereabouts to find that he was laying on a green plain surrounded by lush greenery and some trees. Upon noticing this, the feeling of uneasiness started to grow harder.

However, before he could analyze the situation he heard noise again about 50 meters away.

"MOVE!! QUICKLY MOVE!!" Shouted a middle-aged man who was riding on the back of a horse followed by other six people who seemed to be his companions.

Without further ado and seeing that the distance was getting shorter every second, he quickly dodged to the side as he watched the seven people riding horses move away into the distance.

Then he looked around and noticed he was atop of a small hill and far into the distance was a small town 400 hundred meters away where the horses were heading.

"Where am I!!!" with a shock on his face said the astonished Akai Osamu.

[If this is a dream then i pray to God that i wake up.. If not.. Then i fell for a joke, however, this joke is like no other but rather a 'Cruel Joke'.]

[Welcome, Akai-kun.. huhuhu..]

**

Synopsis: When i planned everything with pen and paper, it came from where i was not expecting. 
That cruel Joke.. That Tough Journey.. Alas..

Society as defined by our standard dictionary: The people in a country or area, thought of as a group, who have shared customs and laws.
True indeed, society is a group who have customs and laws but the query arises, does it share the customs and laws or just it is imposed on others?
It is said by anthropologists that, man is a social animal and thus need people around to meet, talk, express and spend time.
It is also a matter of fact that society differs from place to place. With no offence, each country has set up its own ideologies and principles and run on those. In English speaking countries, society has an abstract existence. To some countries in the Eastern part of the globe,  in the largest continent of world, we observe society as any matter that has proper existence with weight (here I meant, emphasis). 
In a society like ours, we undoubtedly have the most attached and linked society wherein people interact and live together as any other relative or family members to us. But, we can't just accept the positive sides without accepting its negative sides.
To start, I prefer being more optimistic while forming my opinion and insights for it. In my opinion, we are richer than any of other countries in the sense that since childhood every single Indian child is taught to treat the members of the society to treat them as per their age and to show similar height of respect and regards to them as we do to the members in our family or in relatives. If by any mistake, we act on the contradict, we receive unwanted and endless epical sessions on morale and ethics for free of cost and honestly speaking, post those longer hours of session, an individual murmers to himself "Agggh! That wasn't intentional and they're not even any of our relatives! Why's this for then?? Is there any option to stop it, or of not, simply any control to skip it till the end?"
Well, this thought can be called as imaginary because it is involuntary. 
Well, parents shouldn't be blamed for this, they're here on earth as a godly figure for us to guide and pave our path to make it smooth, easy and clear. But while in 20s, we often fail to realise because there's a lot of difference in both the thoughts, perspectives and ideologies. 
But does the society carry out all the necessary duties and responsibilities in return? Or it cages us??
Well, growing up in itself is a learning and adopting process in a human life. Going back in the memory lane, have we ever observed how we were during our school days? Have we noticed how many have we learned and how we kept on changing? We went through lots of transitions throughout the school end. When I first had this idea of picking this particular topic, I at once skimmed my gallery and found some relevant photos of my past and picked up some photos from my primary days, middle school years, high school years and most significantly college days as ingredients to make the recipe called memories. While in the process of this amalgamation into a collage, I observed a drastic change in the same child who grew up into an adult with respect to time. Biological changes are obvious,  but there are many other changes that takes place.
Well, everyone does believe this transition and can tell about it oneself but what I observed is a constant and steady change in myself. I knew things that were new, adopted some few of them (though I got rid of whatever bad I adopted then) but it shaped me the way I am at present. The original me was gradually dwindling over the years.
But, the society doesn't accept anything that seems to be new or something dissimilar to the norms and culture that they had followed.
Everyone of us is surrounded by a so called society and treatment we do to them is totally just but when it comes back to us, it is never accepted gracefully.
To some extent, we can say that, whatever we feel as good may not be good to all or sometimes we fall into bad practices.
In a side, a society has people who express their happiness and boast of their children being educated in a convent institution or in a very reputed college or university. Additionally, they boast of their children being modern and apt as per the modern world. On the contrary, the same society has people who talks back about the same children who just been appreciated.
It's not easy to understand the psychology and mindset of people a particular thing. You'll experience atypical view of any particular perspective. Some would act pendonium whereas some would simply go reaction less. 
A complex level environment and environmental factors leads to the complexity if mindsets.

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