Chapter 1: Prologue

He is someone who has done nothing remarkable, barely having any relevance to the world, and far he has been from attaining the perfect conclusion to his story.

In the grand scheme of things, he has been no different from the brightest of stars because neither this could ever fill the vast and void dark of space.

He could have a unique shine, but so do all things in existence, making it nothing of outstanding.

His journey explored nothing of the vast universe, even if he traversed through thousands of hills, thousands of continents, thousands of seas, thousands of planets, and thousands of stars, none of them could be worth an atom in the great plane of creation that extends ad Infinitum.

Minuscule has been his impact on the life of few, and null in the lives of everyone. A miser amount will remember him and eventually, all will forget him, his memory swallowed and dissolved in the sea of time indifferent to it.

Against the many challenges the world imposes on one, little could he do to surpass a small part of those because all his efforts and achievements could just amount to an insignificant portion that does not fluctuate the machinations of life itself.

Even if he could transcend the limits of mortals to reach divinity and stand above the most powerful deities ever known, barely any difference could do as a bigger fish will always exist. As long as he is a “being” he will have an “ego”, and as long as he has an ego he could never be more than an insignificant existence amongst all the insignificant existence the universe has given birth to without motive. But if there is no ego, if he is not a being, the person we are talking about could not exist.

This person never reached perfection nor the pinnacle, in doing so he would not be a person, and even if he hated it, he could not give up on being a person.

I have written this story to commemorate that someone who wished to be the best at everything but in the way realized he could never do so because of being a person, and there is no escape from being a person, and even if there is, that could not be a goal one should aspire to, because…

You simply can’t achieve it.

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