At 18, H found himself in a predicament, what was the point of life and what was his life goal. He was raised in what could be considered a third-world country. The country was lacking in every aspect; even so, he was raised in a good family. While his mom died early in life, his father raised him to the best of his abilities. He even sent him to another prosperous country for his education. He grew up watching people talk about this country pridefully and patriotically. They always talk about their past and culture, how they were first in this and that, or how the country is beautiful. His family/country was pretty religious, so he watched almost every day someone say that the country would get better and that God would do something. H also believed in God, but every time he heard this, the only thing he could think was that you should also do the work. What do you expect to happen if you're about to take a test and pray to God to help you pass while you study nothing? So by 18, this sentiment had grown inside him for so long that he decided to act on it. That day, not out of patriotism or the goodness of his heart but just to prove a point to himself, to have the capital to look down on everyone in this country, he decided to make his life goal to turn this country around.