A Letter of Resignation
1131 Words
It all started with a false legend.
Under the spell of the morning rush brought the shadows of the high-rise skyscrapers down, kissing the cold streets with dull darkness, painting the world in black and white. Yet, nobody seems to mind it. Most of them only care about tangible stuff and not what they could simply see in their eyes.
One common businessman goes on his way to work mingling with other common people in an amiable smile. Society thinks that he is upright and a model citizen encouraging the youths to follow his ways. The system believed that this is the correct mode of life and thus made it a law.
Everyone should dress nicely and beautifully.
Everyone should study in a well-known and prestigious school.
Everyone should become a successful person before the age of twenty.
Everyone should follow the standard.
In this world, it has become a prerequisite to wear business attire, neckties on black suits, while carrying some leather briefcases. There are variations like wearing the most expensive jewelry or the limited-edition watches - anything that could give their status of ‘perfect life’ are displayed in public to see.
They look witty and professional, almost awe-inspiring. But everyone knows that these people are just the ‘typical’.
Nothing special - not unusual.
This is the daily life of a normal being.
It is comparable to an old black and white movie where the actors are told to strictly adhere to the script to not waste the single-use film. Only the people that could follow the instructions while performing well have the chance to be shown in the world. Only the best could be recognized.
This movie has been set in replay for generations.
Everything is always repeating.
Everyone is locked in an endless loop.
Trapped.
But among these norms is a legend being born. Among this mediocre reality, a story is being made. Among this world of stereotypical judgment, one creature is creating a history unknown to all. One, that is different, one, that is nobody, one - a human who is watching through the normality of this stagnant life.
Locked.
Trapped.
Disabled, different, like an internet connection gone wrong. His words, her words - nobody can hear it, nobody can understand it. Voicing out is never an option in this world where opinions are being trashed. In this world, nobody will bother to listen to the air. Nobody ever heard of a speaking voice before. Because they all talk.
They filled the air, the streets, and the skies with words.
Words.
Words that are big enough can't be swallowed easily. If created sharp, it can hurt anybody. And if made cold, can kill someone. Words may cause fires between arguments, a brawl between discussions, even wars by just a twitch of some small incorrectly formed letters. Words are powerful. And they are used as weapons.
Words are weapons.
That is why everyone is hurting. Everyone is getting numb. Everyone is ignorant.
Don't bother.
Never bother.
And that is when a false legend suddenly arises. In a world where everything is according to standards agreed by the majority, a bug will come out - a dysfunction. This is the lapse of the god who created a world of perfection. As it is, the world should have a difference to determine an entity.
A coin is made with two sides - imperfection must be born to create perfection.
It is when black is white, and white is black. The midline where the sky meets the earth and the earth meets the sky. It is the curse of the living being that is determined by the fate of death. The inexplicable importance of the life that is cruising beyond the unknown vastness of the universe crossed the valley of the lie and truth.
It is a paradox that should not be created.
And thus, he will start moving, will start creating, and will start listening. She will start walking, will start talking, and will start telling. The deviants will stop the movie and will create a new one. They will live the life meant for living. This is the story of how everything began...
A story of a false legend.
A story of a false world.
It is a false reality where everyone is not bound by the rules of government and physics. This is the world where everyone can simply die and reincarnate. This is the world of no ordinary people.
You can dream.
You can die.
You can live.
You can wish.
You can destroy.
You can kill.
You can sin.
This is the world of war and destruction, love and peace, heaven and hell, the end and of all eternity. Words are being digested and transferred to much greater use. The loop that started moving is being cut. The majority who believed in the standard will be stunned in utter silence.
This is the world of digital - my world of virtual reality.
Preferences, appearance, way of life, name, honor, stage - you can choose anything according to your taste. You can speak in any way, in any manner, without people telling you to shut up. You can choose any gender, or just be neutral, and people will not treat you on gender-biased abilities. You can adjust your age; be older so you can order people around, or be younger so people will spoil you.
You can just be you.
But this is not you.
That is why this is called a false legend. A legend that is born through a false world. A false world that resulted from this original world. The original world is slowly dying and crumbling. Before this world ends, one must transfer the idea, the experience...
One must transfer the legend.
This is a bargain to god. I am creating a new world. A world where everything is possible. This is the world that has been living inside my heart, waiting for the right time to come out. The fluid is overflowing - my feelings - the magic that keeps me alive all these years. I am being corrupted.
The filth in this world is getting me corrupted.
Thus, I shall hurry.
Setting aside everything, I will make a human sacrifice. Leaving my life behind the tracks of time, I will travel to the realm of the gods to give this plea. This world, once opened, will create massive destruction and change.
Change.
That is what we all needed. This world will create a change. This is my wish.
The wish.
Now I wonder how shall I start telling you about this world?
Once upon a time, in the world where the false legend exists, there existed a person who would trigger the change of this world...
- Writer
