HOPE

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I sat up on the bed with my knees held close to my chest as I shivered in fear, lost in my desperate thoughts as the Medical doctor wore a sneer on his face and stood observing the monitor, seemingly proud that he had successfully broken me. He soon left after taking notes and telling me that I would be discharged by the next day and to take a good rest until then. Really, what kind of treatment was this?

I gave no regard to his words and continued to think. All my life, I had been running, tussling and tumbling in and out of trouble and misfortune. For a moment, I felt tired and I wanted to give into whatever was chasing me, but I was certain that I would end up in that space again if I did, and that only made me tremble in fear. I knew to cooperate, but who is to tell if I was just going to be used and not taken 'care' of the next moment, in fact, I am certain that was going to be the case. So there was no stopping, there was no rest for me, I rather keep running in thirst until I stumbled upon an oasis someday, or fall into eternal torment. It wasn't time to tremble and cower in fear, I have to save myself.

Then I kicked up the dust, and ran, ran like I never did before. I felt weak and prone to the hold of these shackles, so much that they slowed me down, and I was too fragile to break down the blockades, so I could only run in search of a way out. I was surrounded, cornered and I scoured every wall but there was no way out, not even enough to fit a tiny finger. I fell on my knees and looked up in defeat, only to see so much 'space' for me up above, there is a way, a hard way, but still, there is a way out. I successfully came up with a plan after racking my brain hard.

I grinned crazily at the thought of what I was about to do, but then, it wasn't perfect, yet. In fact, I had the most to lose in this as I was risking everything. Something had snapped in me this moment and I had reached a point of no return. I was going to destroy them, all of them, for treating me this way, they deserved what I was going to do to them.

I closed my eyes and continued to give more thoughts to my final hope, it had to be perfect, flawless and worth more than an ASTER award, it had to be a masterpiece. Thus, spending the rest of the day and night in my thoughts, waiting to be 'discharged'.

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I sat staring at the words projected on the walls of my room, trying to make out their meanings by logically reasoning. I had been discharged few days ago and had decided to put my plan to a stop till I was well-prepared. First, I needed to learn how to utilize my hidden trump card. It had to be said that my time warping abilities would greatly help in my plan.

My philosophical awareness was shallow, I would deem these philosophers some imaginary lunatics who spout nonsense about the world up until I dug into the concept. To say these people were human was an exaggeration as their thoughts were just mind-blowing and if I were a sorcerer or an inquisitionist in 'The throne of Magical of Arcana', I would have my head 'blown up' or would have been devoured by 'the holy light' as they were a tiny pinch close to the 'truth' of the world with theories developed only from their imaginations.

"I adopt the belief that time is the perception of a dimension through several events in sequence- past, present and future"

               - Reginald D. Gregory

          Generally, it is believed that Time is a means for the passage of pre-destined events in all Theology. Time is also personified as an entity which far surpasses reality. But without evidence, this theory has all been underlined.

"What then is time? If no one asks me, I know: if I wish to explain it to one that asketh, I know not."

          -St. Augustine of Hippo

 I find this comment quite funny but at the same time, relatable. If I was asked what time was, I knew it was there, I knew what it was, subconsciously but when I am asked to explain, I feel a barrier blocking me from converting such knowledge into a complete sentence. Is it a barrier set by the brain as a counter measure to prevent prying into the future events? Like unreleased chapters of books that is only to the author's cognizance?  I found similar answers to these questions given by a philosopher whose name had been lost through time;

"Time is useless unless there were objects it could relate or interact with; time must be occupied" This was called relational time.

          I gave this a thought and realized that; in truth, if time was endless and infinite, it had to be occupied by something to function. Thus, the cosmos occupies time in an endless cycle.

          Just like in the fictions, I developed a slight belief that the more one was profound about one's power, the more powerful one would get and after watching so many fictitious movies, I decided to give it a trial. In this age where it was easy to find information, I decided to make my own research. I even read several fictional cultivation methods and practiced them in hope that something might happen. The anxiety only built up the more I read and began to transcend into frustration. Alas, nothing happened, there was no progress whatsoever.

I was wasting time and I know not when the organization might execute their plan. I stood up and almost let out my anger but quickly calmed my nerves when I remembered that I was being watched. I actually do not know if I was being watched 24 hours a day or the personnel runs a shift or something, but I wasn't willing to give up the chance as it was reasonable to be careful since I just joined the organization and it would be extremely suspicious to be frustrated at a piece of philosophical information and fictions. I theatrically stretched and yawned like one who just finished a hobby.

It was a good thing that even though there were devices that could read thoughts, it is a little too complex to be put in a tracking device, not regarding the numerous irrelevant information that will spam the system. If it weren't so, I would've been killed by now. Although the tracker would inadvertently have a lie detector system, it would only be effective for the organization when questioning me. In any case, I just had to avoid being 'questionable'.

Nevertheless, the only way to stay out of their suspicion is to lead a normal life. Speaking of which, SPAX Corp Inc. recruitment training is only a few weeks away. The training ground is accessible as from 20th of March, and the training exercise begins on 30th.