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Simulation of reality

Ascrid Avarisk is a teen age boy living a normal life. One day when he was heading towards his school, a man came running at him and stabbed him. The pain he felt was too much for him, he decided to accept death and closed his eyes. When he woke up, he found himself in the same position where he was stabbed and unharmed.

Terra_Diarald · Ciencia y ficción
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"Innocence can lead to one's end. It depends on whether you'll agree or not. No matter how long you search for other choices, in the end, you will realize that there will only be two options: Agree or Disagree, Believe it or not.

Choose what you want to believe or choose what you think is better. Your choice will be guided by your thoughts and influenced by what you're currently thinking.

Ruled by emotions and situations, the outcome of everything cannot be changed by your individual choice. No matter how logical your idea is or how well-supported it may be, it won't reach everyone unless you have the upper hand. The power of being in a higher position compared to others.

"Your cries are a complaint to those who are higher, and your advice is a form of bragging to those who are lower."

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"Ascrid! Breakfast is almost ready," my mother called me as she continued to prepare our food. I immediately went to the kitchen and started helping her.

Hah, as usual, she's cooking what she calls "Breakfast". A dish that will take about half an hour or an hour to cook. There are many dishes she makes every morning, but today she cooked her greatest dish. Chicken soup and some other vegetables whose names I don't know.

If I were to rename her "Breakfast" creation, then it should be renamed "Breakslow." But even if it takes an hour to finish cooking her "Breakslow," she still manages to finish it early, early enough for me not to be late for school. Besides, my mother, Clarrisse, cooks the most delicious foods for me even with a limited amount of ingredients. Therefore, I have nothing to complain about.

I looked at my mother, who was smiling for an unknown reason. Sigh... Every time I look at her, her beautiful face always catches my gaze. Her long black hair, her enchanting blue eyes, and especially her smile, all of them are perfect and suit her completely. She's kind and caring, the same goes for my father. Strong, good-looking, a hard worker, but a very serious and cold-looking person. I guess that's what makes him cool, but yes, he really is very cool!

My father works in a company far from our home, living in an apartment in the city near his workplace. Every Saturday, he comes back to our house and spends the weekend with us, though he returns to the city every Monday morning. He is a journalist and an engineer. My father is very busy, but he always makes time for me and my mother to spend together.

"Mom, you seem very happy? Why is that?" I asked my mother in my calmest tone.

"Do you want me to be sad?" was her response. I ignored that aspect of hers, but she continued to talk.

"Do you know what makes a parent happy?"

Huh?! Why all of a sudden? I don't know how to answer her, but I have to if I want to know what she's thinking. I let out a mental sigh and answered, "Being married to the person they love?"

"How bland," I heard my mother say with a faint voice.

"No-no, that's a different kind of happiness. What I meant earlier was different. What makes a parent like me happy? Seeing our child grow up is the happiest thing that could happen in our life. The child you protected and cared for growing up in front of you is the greatest gift bestowed on me and your father," my mother added.

Sigh... I can't defy it, I really love and idolize my parents. I smiled and hugged my mother after she finished serving the bowl of soup on the table. "I love you, Mom," I said to her with all my heart. She hugged me back and said "I love you too, Ascrid."

"Okay, shall we eat now?" She asked me while she was in my embrace. I blushed, probably from embarrassment, but nah, I shrugged off the feeling and responded, "Ye-yeah, we should eat now."

I think I hugged her for too long... Anyways, we started eating and in the distance, I could see my mother smiling even more. Huh? I guess a hug from their child also makes them happy. I wonder how my father will react if he sees her cute smile. He often has nosebleeds because of Mom. I think my father has a strong "Attraction towards Clarrisse" thing.

I finished eating, took my bag, and finished preparing what was needed. I said bye to my mom and left our house. Today is the first day of school and— Aaagghhhh!!!

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"Wait... wh...why.....is.....it.....cold.....all....of....a...sudden...?"

I was just walking peacefully, but out of the blue...