1 Prologue

Today I just woke up like every other day. In my bed looking at ceiling as I try to stop my alarm. Who am I you ask? Well I am just person you will meet every single day just living through with no goal in life just drifting around. What am I doing trying to sound special. Am I stupid it isn't like there are other people that can read my though.

Well since I started thinking it lets just finish it. My name is Moreno. I am 20 years old. I have just finished collage and has learned that one of my job interview has been accepted.

So here I am getting up to go for a work. To be honest I never had something liked that dream that I wanted to make. So I just joined in college student in order to become engineer. Because it is most ordinary job in my country. And other than my like for gaming, reading novel and watching videos in Youtube every day I have no interest in anything else.

2 years ago I vote my first ever elections. I thought it was something else only adults do. But as I grow up I realized it was nothing else than who has done more when the time of election started so they can get elected higher than others.

It was like when I was younger in elementary grade I tried to be class president because I heard it makes you cool. So I acted like I was confident and leading person so teacher and rest of class would choose me. Well it did make me vice president in class it also made me have more responsibility for actions of others. And I skipped grade because I had best grade in my school.

But 2nd grade and 4th grade was completely different. First in order to skip grade I had to wake up in 6 o'clock in the morning so I can catch up with other kids from my class for quite a while. Second if you are younger than your class by 2 your well lot of bullying happens. While it stops when you grow together with them it does take away your confidence.

Reason of this was because I never was able to become class president and felt like what made me special have lost meaning. Maybe I though being class president makes you cooler person.

Before this I had ear rings and had cool hair style when I was 6 year old. An I thought if I become more popular than everyone will like me.

While in the end it does work out you never get back your feeling of I can do this no matter are the odds. Maybe you lose your ability to think especial. Or you lose your stubbornness because you get scared of failing. Whatever it is it changes you forever. Maybe it is maturing. I stop thinking like a kid and start thinking responsible. Maybe that is when I get scared of failure. And since then I always started to think about of the consequences of failure. Maybe that has made me into coward.

People think failure makes you better person. If you fall and get up you will be more powerful. But that has side effect. What if you don't get up. What if person you know betrays you. What if you are down and everyone you know or love leaves you. Thoughts like this makes me scared of failure. And I use everything I have to avoid falling in the first place.

But failure is waiting for you in every corner of the world. You cannot run from it. As it is the law of life. And I am tired of running away from it.

Maybe that is why I always think of ways that I can run away from this world. Running away from this world. Trying to forget all my responsibilities. Maybe because of this I am otaku.

I always think about all those story which have main character go to other world or reincarnate them.

How I would have done things different. How I would make sure that I don't have any regret in such a world.

Well enough with my ramble I should go to my job.

I go out of my house and I try to catch taxy. After ten minutes I barely catch one.

I talked with the taxy driver little bit before I am presented with the place where I would work. This is where I would be working as I look into the building.

But when I got there I just got the news that It was not me who got accepted in the job. It was error that they had given to the wrong person as they apologize to me.

In my country there is very low rate of acceptance toward people with no experience. Because of this I was proud of myself for being accepted to job this fast. I told all my all my friends and my relatives for getting accepted. It was only thing I had managed to do after my biggest failure. And I had just moved on from that.

What…what about my family. They were proud of me for getting job. They even told all of their friends and their even and their even far relatives that I had got job…. And this is the first thing I do??? I what should I do…I…I…I..

"Argh" as I am falling forward I yell out. I feel pain In my chest. It hurts it feels like the whole world has turned upside down.

But I could only think of the fact that I failed my family again. Just like I did once before. As I am getting unconscious. I finally close my eyes.