Prologue

Finding where you belong in life.

It's something everyone hoped to find. And will die trying to find that meaning.

Trying to find where they stand and why they existed in the first place.

Why is this so hard..?

Maybe because it's a mentality that people need to have peace with themselves.

Maybe it's a never ending anxiety that follows you no matter where you go or what you do.

The worry that you'll never be good enough even if you happen to be the King or Queen or Britain.

No matter how many times you live or die,

the meaning of life is only what you make it to be.