Years ago, ancient scientists, hand-picked from all over the world, debated the thesis of the existence of non-existence. The debate arose because of the chaos of occultists who protested the leadership's policies in certain areas.
They argue that humans realize that this world has two kinds of understanding. The world that young children understand and the world that adults understand. These two things were then shortened to the world of children and the world of adults.
The two of them mutually oppose each other. Both are like water and oil in a container. The two were never in harmony.
The world of children always looks beautiful and funny. That world is like a white sheet of paper that has nothing in it, pure white and holy. The reality they create is zero. The world of children is filled with creative imaginations that they innocently dream that never create reality.
World of adult. There's a lot of things that no one wants to see. The paper looks like a very convoluted line has been drawn, it doesn't even necessarily reach its destination. The world of adult is like a paper filled with black ink. The reality they create is one, that is, for each self individual. The world of adults contains realities born of lust. Their lusts are intricately planned and create a repulsive reality.
Scientists are still in doubt. If so, then the reality of this life is just disgusting? The debate ended unresolved.
Then within a certain time….
After studying it gradually, the ancient scientists finally agreed with a conclusion.
The world of adults, is a world that puts forward logic to seek reality. While the world of children, is a world that puts forward the imagination to find another dream reality.
Now that understanding contains harmony. Although in the end the concept still rejects the unity between Logic and Imagination.
Behind the crowd of spectator seats, stood a man. This man laughed big as if laughing at the smart monkeys in front of him. The man disputes their agreement. He claimed he was a wise scientist and more genius than the monkeys with the nonsense in front of him.
Proudly and mockingly, the man put forward his opinion.
“Something that is material and immaterial must have a beginning and an end that can be explained. Logic and imagination exist continuously. Single logic only deadlocked. A single imagination only proves that you need to see a psychiatrist.”
The scientists were emotional. The fire within them was burning hot. The scientists ordered security forces to drag the man away. The scientists were annoyed to hear his nonsense.
So, the man say something…
The fire burning within the scientist was instantly extinguished. The security forces that had gathered also stopped and widened their eyes.
“Well, actually there is one thing that has no beginning and till the end. Only one. Your stupid brains. Hahaha! See you!"
The man left while pressing a remote. A small worm hole was created which when the man entered it instantly disappeared. All these events were witnessed by the masses.
The ancient scientists were embarrassed, but their heads seemed to crack and find a new way. With acceptance, the ancient scientists carried out a very long research for many years until today.
The research is still unresolved, but their project certainly has a name.
“H-human race resolution project? How come it's not cool, huh?" One of the crowd, the man in the blue checkered shirt turned to his friend.
"It's no surprise that you're called a monkey! Hahahaha!"
The whole crowd burst out laughing. The humans, male and female, were talking to a stranger who was dressed like a church nun.
The woman, with the table and crystal ball before her. Looks convincing. Woman with red lipstick and a mole near her chin. Half of her face was covered with a dark blue cloth.
“We call it, Etherealm. A world that has unlimited possibilities and goes against the laws of scientists here on earth..."
The woman smiled as her hands moved rhythmically around the crystal ball in front of her.
---------------------- Once a wise man said-------------------
"The stupid are those who don't believe and don't want to try, apart from boasting about their monkey brains."
The apartment district, a T-junction in Ikebukuro….
“Nice story, Miss! It's not bad to sometimes come home from work to hear a fictional story! Is that right, Osabe-san?” one office lady from the so many people who witnessed said.
"Well, entertainment like this is rare! I'll definitely come back tomorrow!"
The two peoples walked away from the mob while inserting a folded 500 yen.
“Th-thank you for your kindness, master!”
Everyone clap. Slowly began to appear smiles on their faces. Several people started to approach before they left.
The sound of coins slapping into a black zinc box. The woman was successful in entertaining her audience, although she failed to entertain her heart. She sighed tiredly.
(Huh…. They think I'm telling a story, huh?! Tch….) She let out her frustration in her heart.
She turned to everyone who witnessed her, looked right and left, only about six or seven people left. Then, she looked at the black zinc box near the crystal ball that had been filled with coins.
(Well, most importantly….)
(Right now I can eat! It's not much, but it's still something to be thankful for! Thank you…~)
(Lady Lakshmi….) The woman whispered to herself, giving thanks.
A 7 years old boy suddenly came forward.
“Hey, hey, nee-chan, nee-chan! Tell me what's next! What was…? Ether?”
The woman thought it was pointless to continue telling the story. After all, it was already night. Surveillance drones will start circling this place. There are also many criminal gangs that threaten her on a very wide and open road.
"Boy, it's late. The story is tomorrow, okay?” the woman tried to be friendly.
“Eeehhh~?” the boy sulked. His two parents behind also begged the woman for once.
They said that they were quite entertained by the story earlier. Their wish was supported by the rest of people that still in there.
(Tch… there's no other way. I thought Lady Lakshmi's blessing magic was too strong? I'm only asking for three hours per day, right?)
The woman started telling a story again. At least three surveillance Drones were highlighting it, but that was fine as long as the Drone notification light was still green.
After three minutes…
About seven high school thugs carrying beer bottles with baseball bats. Their arrival automatically displaces the woman’s listeners.
(As expected, Lady Lakhsmi's blessing magic is only three hours! Shall I ask for more tomorrow?)
“Nee-san, want to chat with us?” said the yellow-haired man. It seems he is the leader.
The woman was just silent.
Two people darted behind the woman in the nun's robe, locking her hands together. The woman shrieked a little.
"What's the point of this, boy?" her tone sounded relaxed without getting any threat.
They were more focused on the two female ballistic missiles. The twin and quite large curves on her chest were formed because the lock forced her into that pose.
“Oh? I was thinking how much money to rent you, nee-chan?” The yellow crested as he approached while glaring at the woman's body. His gaze seemed to bare every best corner of her body.
"Who knows…? A rich man who wants to buy me a mansion?” She glanced at the surveillance drone.
(Tch! Stupid drone! Why is it still green? Didn’t I count as a woman?)
“Ohhh? So expensive-“
In an instant the woman kicked the yellow-crested ball of life which immediately made him tremble and fall down.
Then, the woman with such a great strength, darted round and round while crashing into the two people who locked their hands in the rest of the group. They collapse.
Then… the lights of the three Drones flying around the woman turned red and raised the alarm.
(Hey, don't tell me it lit up because I kicked this bastard? How bad is this world!?)
The woman ran fast while carrying her black zinc box, and took the left lane.
“B-bitch! Do not run!"
Not accepting defeat, the high school thugs gave chase.
They ran like sprint runners. The problem is that the trajectory is infinite.
Passing three blocks in front of the woman, five police officers carrying bats and shields were running from a distance.
"Stop! If you want the punishment to be reduced!”
(O-oi… isn't that a problem?!)
The woman immediately took the initiative.
Between blocks four and five, the woman thought about turning. She slowed down and then turned. However….
(Oi, oi, are you kidding? Who put up that net fence anyway!? It's still eight o'clock at night, thought!?)
The narrow alley was quite long but was blocked by an iron net fence. Usually the iron fence nets have a prohibition sign. Prohibition to approach the iron fence equipped with electricity. But since all the woman saw was a closed iron fence, who knew that a creative mind might actually save her?
(I-I don't believe in spiderman! But… Miss Abigail taught me something important!)
“Bo-boss! Behind! The police!”
“Tch! At this rate we can't back down, catch that bitch!”
(Tch…. Why do they love me so much? Aren't there other women?)
The woman throws her black zinc box.
With fast feet, as if climbing a cliff, the woman then jumped over the iron fence.
“Fuuh… safe, baby! Sayonara~” With a sneer while lightly squeezing the ballistic missile, the woman left.
Luckily, a group of thugs were caught by the police.
(Eeh? Footsteps? Lots of people?)
“Th-that's her, inspector!”
Several police blocked in two directions at a small alley intersection. They came running to catch her in unison. There is no other choice but the right route.
(Ow… geez! Oh my! I’m dead! I’m dead!!)
Then she turned left.
(Ehh, another deadlock!? A-alright… this obviously needs a month's blessing magic from Lady Lakshmi!!)
A darker alley and two large trash tubs. In addition there are five doors to the building that appear to be locked. She's in checkmate!
The woman peered out of the rear trash can, leaning against a blue door.
Flashlights illuminate a narrow alleyway…
Footsteps started to sound...
They stopped right in the middle of the intersection. The two police teams were confused about which way to go. Two flashlights had time to illuminate the dead end of the woman hiding.
The two policemen began to step closer…. Even because of their flashlights, the woman could no longer keep track of how close they were.
Every step the police officer took, the woman's heartbeat quickened. Sweat started dripping from his forehead.
(Okay, this is the end! This is the end!)
The door opened slowly.
Two hands instantly grabbed the woman's body and mouth pulled in the darkness.