He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different. Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war, fueling the coming of Ragnarök.
I was still pondering what I had been told, and based on everyone's reactions it was true. I was deep in thought coming up with my own explanation, heading to my room.
"Psychí!" It was Jane and Abigale at her side, waving. They were at the gate.
I walked over and Jane seemed excited.
"Are you going to town today? It's the weekend." She looked impatient.
"No?" I said confused.
"What! Why not?" She said frowning.
"I don't have a reason to." Turning to walk away she tugged on my arm.
"Don't you need a haircut?" She said smiling.
"That's... true." I looked at myself and my hair was down to my navel.
"Then it's decided, lets go." Locking my arm with hers she led the way.
We took a right and continued walking on the road.
"What do you think it's like in town Abi?" She said getting closer to Abigale , pulling me with her.