Prologue

Someone once asked me a question

"Do you believe in a world of happy endings?"

A foolish question it is. I already knew how cruel and unjust this world is. Not everyone can enjoy life the way others can. Those who are weaker are often persecuted by those who are strong. Envy, Greed, Pride, take these into account and you get yourself the recipe for a millennia's worth of war and conflict. Despite humanity's futile attempts to resolve these issues, history is always bound to repeat itself. As long as the darkness in Humanity's hearts exist, the world will never reach the true paradise it yearns for. An Eden of everlasting happiness. A fleeting illusion straight out of a children's fairytale.

"Don't be ridiculous, that's impossible."

I answered her question in a manner that expresses the hate and disgust I felt towards this world; the world shaped by human hubris. 

"I see…"

Her voice was weak and she felt disappointed by my answer. 

Little did I know, that would be the last time I would be able to talk to her. It turns out, she was hiding her illness from everyone else. I suppose that she doesn't want to worry anyone about her status, especially her financially challenged parents. 

To me, she was the only person in this world that I could truly call a "friend". The only person I could trust and turn to when I'm troubled. She stood up for me when nobody else did. She is always a philanthropist, always prioritizing the welfare of others over herself. For me to lose her is the same as losing my only sliver of faith in this world. 

"If only I knew!"

I initially blamed myself for her death. If only I knew her more, if only I was there for her, I would've been able to save her. But then I later came back to my senses. 

"This is just how life goes."

One day you meet someone who's special to you, the next day they just disappear without any warning. 

"Life is an Ephemeral illusion of pain and happiness."

Those were your own words. At first I didn't understand what they meant. But now I started to realize what you've been through. You prepared yourself from this fate.

Knowing all of this, why? Why? Despite the world treating you like this, why would you choose to love it? I've always wanted to ask you that, for that is something I would never understand.