It so happened that today, I sat thinking about my old world. I recalled the time when I first got ready for school, the confusion in understanding people's tones, the bullying teachers, my eagerness to run back home into my mother's arms hoping for comfort but instead receiving a firm lecture that I must go to school and get educated. The only part of my school life that I ever recalled liking was my English literature period, the library hour, and P.ed, where I would end up playing chess by myself. And later, when I got older, and history became part of my curriculum, no one must have enjoyed it more than me. The tales of civilizations, the laws imposed by rulers, the glorious achievements of the empires one after the other was very interesting to read.
I cannot recall how I scraped through subjects like math, science, geography and economics. I only saw bad in them. Many are of thought that math has helped them achieve wonders like being able to reach the moon and observe mars and divide and manage. But I am yet to see one person who can walk in space without a spacesuit. I am yet to find one person in history who found new lands but never attempted to colonize them and stamp out the culture of the original inhabitants. I am yet to see a country that doesn't twist its economic policies to serve its own comforts and drive its neighbors into the gutter. Nobody in my old world seemed to want peace. If anything, they wanted to dominate others and stay on top of the food chain.
It was too evil to the extent that people even began tampering with historical evidence just to cover up their mistakes and flaws. There just wasn't any point in trying to aspire to change all this. Unless someone cut off the head of all this, no matter where you were placed in a position of power, there would always be someone above you whose whims you had to satisfy. Responsibilities were forced upon people, minds were gaslighted to make sure that no competition could arise, and fake prophets began appearing to claim money in exchange for offering wisdom that they themselves couldn't take the trouble to make others understand.
I supposed that I was one among the unfortunates. All I ever wanted was a life I could make sense of, one where a particular pattern would help you to live without driving into any problems. But no. Some people who suffered couldn't stand seeing others happy and wanted them to suffer like they did. So beliefs too were of concern there. There were some people who believed that life must always be hard, people must walk a difficult path, must have ambition and must aspire to achieve something that others will judge as great or not. And yet some people also made it look like there was no choice.
When I began working as a salaryman, it was yet another rat race. I struggled to save money to buy myself the things that could offer me some comfort after the frequent burnouts I suffered at work. But life was such that my work too was stepping into my personal time and I was told off time and time to sacrifice for the greater. But the greater benefit never came. And even if it did, it vanished in an extremely short amount of time. And truth be told, I didn't think it to be any different even if I sacrificed. It was like I was ill and people around me were experimenting on me to see if it was possible to recover without any medicine or rest. I begged to hear some kind and comforting words but I never heard what I wanted to hear.
So I shut myself off from people. I saved enough to buy myself a gaming computer, found myself enjoying the game "World of Empires" and became hooked onto it. Why did I have to go out and suffer like I had no choice? Why should I have an ambition? My life and needs were very simple. I was also a very picky eater and this simplified my life further. I tried switching to simple homemade foods but found to my great disappointment that the raw ingredients too were adulterated.
It was no wonder. This was yet another attempt at sabotage of a country's peace. Farmers were forced to grow crops from hybrid seeds. The seeds were so engineered so as to give rise to crops that wouldn't bear seeds. So Farmers were always forced to buy from seed manufacturers. The mere pittance that they received from sale of their crops was never enough to buy new seeds as due to the demand that was born through manipulation, prices soared high and Farmers were forced to go into debt. This led to many deaths and due to these deaths, several valuable secrets of farming were lost, and soon, we began the ritual of begging for agricultural resources from abroad. Moreover, several crops that could grow in our soil went extinct and hence, the soil became useless. The world destroyed itself slowly and I was just collateral damage among many.
I developed acid reflux, I had to be careful with my diet, and the people around me foolishly kept saying that life is hard and unfair. But who made it hard and unfair?
Because here I was, in another world with these extraordinary abilities and extraordinary beings to support me, living life one day at a time in ease, no longer having to vote for persons who claimed to do wonders for the country, nor being forced to pick a career on others' expectations and later get berated when I couldn't meet the same. Life didn't seem hard at all. It was just neutral to everything and everyone. Human beings came along and made it hard. That's the only truth.
Once again, I was thankful to the deities that looked after this world because it was still a young one and not yet corrupted. I vowed that I would never let any evil affect this world. I would weed out such people and crush the worms lodged in their brains. Worms of arrogance, pride, lust, sloth and greed alike.