Prologue

Cool summer breeze rushes out from the distant trees. Short burst shouts could be heard near an old-traditional building of what it seems to be a Dojang. These shouts were followed by a *splack* sound, a sound made by kicking a thick layer of leather cloth with cotton underneath the sewed layers, also called as a kick shield. Three players could be seen practicing as the sun shone real high. Two of the artists wore a new belt, one with a brown color and one with a blue based color and a red stripe color (High Blue rank). The one holding the kick pad is John Pan Dan, the one with the High Blue belt, while Andrew Lee is kicking the pads, the one with the Brown Belt. The last remaining player could be seen murdering a dummy with his multiple combinations of kicks and punches whit a menacing look in his face.

Other than that, the three of them were training really hard. With the summer breeze out, girls were outside their Dojang, laughing and telling stories, enjoying themselves. Andrew and John got distracted with the noise outside and they just stared at the girls silently as the wind blew on their faces that was drenched in sweat. John got too distracted and placed the kick pad on the floor for him to sit by the wooden veranda. He was staring at the girls like an old geezer contemplating about his past decisions while Andrew was staring at a flower that bloomed through a concrete base of the Dojang. The two of them were too distracted to continue their training. John was still staring outside to the girls that was passing by. Seems like he wanted to go outside and approach the girls and introduce himself to them. Meanwhile, Von was still murdering the dummy indefinitely.

The two slackers were startled by the dummy that was thrown off it's metallic support because of the impact that came from Von's powerful left 45 degree kick. John quickly stood off and yelled, "Hey Von! Take it easy! You know we don't have enough funds to replace our equipment." Von looked at him with his murderous eyes so John redirected his eyes to Von's feet to avoid eye contact. Andrew also stood up and picked up the kick pad to position himself as the holder and let John kick his turns.

Von told them, "Just don't slack off, okay? I got irritated when the two of you nutheads started to take it too easy with the training."

The two of them nodded in anticipation for Von to cool off with his strict discipline.

While John was kicking, he asked, "Hey Von, are you interested in girls or some sort? You seem to have the properties fitted to have a girlfriend, you know?"

Von replied, "I don't have time for that stuff. I've been a Taekwondo player ever since I was a kid. Go figure, how did I achieved my 2nd Dan belt today?"

"Oh yeah, that figures. But you will be transferring in this year to our school, right? You might get interested upon our school divas. Just saying though.", John replied.

Von just continued with his training without a single break of sweat. "I was affiliated with this sport so much that I don't even got to know girls that much.", he said.

"But what if girls get to have a liking to you? What would you do if that happens?", John asked importunately.

"Simple, I'll just befriend them.", Von answered.

"That's it?", John said.

"That's it.", Von replied.

"You're such as killjoy, you know?", John told Von.

"Hey John, bet I could kick you in the head and have your head displaced without breaking a sweat?", Von threateningly said.

John dodged his question and just continued with his training. Andrew was just staring off outside while holding the kickpads that John was kicking at the same time. It might be hard to believe it but his stance was still perfect even though he was staring outside.

"Hey John, you ever had dreams where you could control your whole dream state?", Andrew asked as he was holding the pads.

"Oh, you mean Lucid Dreaming? Well, I do have dreams but it was crushed to pi-" John was cut off when Andrew slapped him with the pads.

"No, not those dreams of yours, actual dreams while you're sleeping." Andrew asked with a straight face.

"Okay okay, sorry. No. Not that frequent but I do have those experiences since I entered highschool.", John again.

"Hmmm, figures. How about you Von, do you have lucid dreams?", Andrew asked as he was spanking John with the pads.

"No. I don't have time for those kind of stuff.", Von answered while wiping away the sweat on his face.

"That's unbearably unbelievable you know?", Andrew asked with suspicion.

Afterwards, Von declared that training was over. They took a shower before heading off to their houses. While locking the doors of the Dojang, Andrew then again asked Von if he was serious about not having dreams. Von just swiped away and dodged the question. Andrew was really determined to know if Von doesn't really dream at all. Von just dodge all of the questions. John got unto the questions as well and started pestering Von with questions. They were too importunate to know the truth.

They parted ways on the intersection with the three of them heading off in different directions. While walking down the unpaved road, Von stared down at the blooming flowers of June, most commonly known as wild roses. They were just waving on the side of the road. The route to Von's house wasn't paved so he must be very careful. The good thing is that the road was covered by trees and was elevated for it was a route to the Mount Luna, one of the mountains surrounding the province of Eden.

It wasn't long before Von arrived to his house. It was a regular sized house with a wood and concrete structure. It has a traditional design from the Spaniard Period, a period where the Spaniards ruled over the country of the Philippines for 100 years. It was not that worn out but it could be seen that it was aged. His house could be categorized as a national monument if sanctioned by the government. He was the only one living in the aged house but he could still manage by himself.

As he walked by the makeshift veranda, he reached out for his keys inside his backpack. The creaking sound of the door is creepy enough to make a cat get startled but Von is greatly unaffected for he was living in that house for his whole life. Inside the house, a bunch of medals and certificate could be seen hanging on the walls without a single speck of dust. Von loves cleaning stuff, especially his house. After tapping his rubber shoes to remove the dirt, Von placed his stuff by the single-man sofa and went to the kitchen to prepare his regular dinner, a microwavable lunch pack that he bought in a convenience store by the intersection.

For Von, microwavable food could save him money and time. Von ate his food while watching his favorite anime, Charl*tte. Andrew recommended Von to watch it and ever since that time, Von repetitively watched the series even though it only consisted 13 episodes in total. His reason? He can't afford to buy the dvd releases with exclusive merchandises. Yes, he has access to the internet and as well as his own laptop but as a soul otaku, he can't have the courage to pirate the anime series he wanted to watch. Without a soul to talk to, anime and manga was his source of entertainment, other than self-training and murdering his rubber dummy.

His house is a two-story building and had a small gym below the ground floor, strictly speaking, there's a gym on his basement. There are two bedrooms, one kitchen, one laundry room, one shower room with a bath tub, one storage room, the living room with the dining room integrated with each other. Overall, his house is old but it has the facility to let Von live by himself for 18 years of existence.

After eating, Von prepared the bath and let his clothes wash on the washing machine. Inside the bath tub, it was a taste of bliss and heaven for Von after a whole day of focused training and after eating his dinner, he laid back on the tub. Without noticing the speck of time, Von fell asleep due to the over-relaxation of his. He is well aware that it was a dangerous situation but he didn't mind at all.

In his sleep, a miracle happened, a once in a lifetime experience. Von had a clear, vivid dream. In his dream, there was a girl that was holding hands with him, laughing by his side and smiling back at him, as if they were couples. Von was well aware of his situation but he couldn't control himself from letting it happen. It was also included that they kissed each other romantically. The feeling of her lips touching with his was a wonderful experience for Von.

After kissing, the girl smiled back and slowly faded away with Von's consciousness gradually fading in. He got back up from the bath with a red body, from head to toe, a salmon red color. As he stared on the bathroom mirror, he whispered to himself, "Impossible."