Stories are made whenever something grand happens or someone just fantasized about something. Heck, Stories are made whenever an event happens. Us, the beings that have gained intellect have been making stories for aeons to come up with explanations to our questions. These stories are sometimes to see the bigger picture but they can also be used to control giving them direction ways that someone finds obvious to follow. The species that have intellect comparable to humans are always using these stories as a form of an answer to the question they have for centuries. These, in turn, makes systems that entirely depends on the story, we've to follow them in order to live with the same mindset as other people. If we don't follow them and question this system, some people approve your opinions while others just aimlessly protect their views without any valid retort to your words or reason. This forces you to follow the rules of others and doesn't let you show your own opinion as it is against the morals of the system.....
"Teach, you told that every phenomenon in this world is essentially related to vibrations. How is it related to temperature then?"
"Well, Marco you know about atoms right? Let's just stay at the basic level. What happens when they are clumped together without any interstitial space?"
"They make a solid object, Teach"
"Right! So, what will happen when I send a huge amount of vibrations to these atoms that are clumped together. What would happen?"
"Maybe they would come apart?"
"So, what do we call that state in which atoms are close to each other but have larger interstitial space between them than in solid?"
"It's liquid!"
"You're right Tennace. So, Marco what would you get from this? I'll give you a hint, the state of matter change when we supply energy to it, in other words, change the temperature."
"Right, so vibrations make those particles move away from each other and make the temperature cooler. But what about the 'every phenomenon' part of it? Could it explain the relativity theory you always tell us about?"
"Marco, It's good that you have questions but this lecture would get a bit long if we continued. Class! Shall we continue it?"
"I'm tired now teach" I can't do anything in that case then.
"Let's just wrap it up" I want to do it but my inner enthusiast just doesn't let me do it!
"We can continue if you want, teach" Why are you so humble Shinso? Just try to assert your dominance more. Don't be so submissive to the world!
Did my thoughts just leak out there? There was a huge lecture room in front of me that was filled with students that wore the same uniform, formal shirts and pants. I awfully had some enthusiastic kids to take care of.
Tennace was a cheerful girl that was excellent in everything I taught and never stopped researching these things.
Marco was, on the other hand, an enthusiastic boy, who thought about theories very carefully and questioned them accordingly. He was waiting for the answers patiently with his glasses hiding his eyes.
"As everyone said we don't have the time now, Marco. Yes, We can learn about it in the next class. How about it? or you can just stay back here listening to my pitiful self."
"I can wait for the next class, teach."
"Ok then, that does it for this lecture! Make sure you review the notes given out to you and if you have any doubts about anything just stay with this old man here. He may give you a new outlook to the world."
And the lecture room cleared up without any noise. There was this timid student who was a little bit late to the exit door, he took glimpses of me for 3 to 4 times and then left.
Looks like I've to polish some of my sarcasm skills now. I don't think I'm a humorous guy though.
As anyone could have guessed from my geeky look and the huge pile of books and papers I hold now, I'm a teacher at this place. I don't really remember the name of it but it was called something like 'The Cathedral School of Priests' or something. It's not something significant though. The people here greet me formally and without any disrespect. I'm a very significant person in this world as told to me by the higher-ups of various countries.
This world has various amounts of differences from the Earth, in which I was born. I still don't understand the basic principle of my "summoning", as people in this world called it.
Some 500 to 600 years are speculated to have been passed since the "legendary heroes" appeared in this world. I don't actually have the full story about this event with me. But I can trace the cliché plot that would've gone down. The Howling when the heroes appeared, the crackling when the heroes defeated an unprecedented monster easily, the clapping when the heroes suggested some changes that made them prosper and the mourning when the heroes passed away. I am all too familiar with these.
I am said to be a descendant of the heroes but all I remember of my family was that they treated me like a normal child, making me study worthless things, telling me that there are only some limited paths I can take in this world and trying to give me all the beliefs they had, as they thought that they were absolute in this world.
Still confused, as to whether this world is real or not, I started conducting experiments with it. Clustering all of the people in the same place, Making a vacuum and vibrating a single atom inside it at a frequency that is my limit, blowing up an area that is comparable to a country out of existence with a bang, trying to form something out of nothing, and finally conducting experiments on people. These events happened in the absence of the attention of other people. If this was a story, I could be called an antagonist with all the activities I have done. Appreciating and finding a reason for my actions is also a difficult task for me. I can't do anything even if I found out if this world is real or not, I simply don't have the mental capacity or power to do so.
Always wondering what the purpose of my sudden actions is, I got into science. It was interesting, brilliant and awe-aspiring at first but after getting to know about the assumptions and terminologies used in it, I became lazy and due to this, I've forgotten many things.
Vague Memories can also be just dreams that you've seen last night and then forgotten about. My memories from my previous world were like that. They somehow remained with me even after this change in dimension. There is also that possibility that I'm just on another planet but I'll not consider it with all the equipment people would need to do an experiment this big. Possibilities are made to be considered, but as we don't take the possibility of a coin standing on the ground in a mathematical equation, some possibilities are bound to be forgotten for simplicity's sake. The world is cruel though and thus considering all possibilities is a very hard but necessary task.
After reviewing the notes and the test papers, I left the classroom. There were many teachers going around the school premises but I didn't pay any attention to them. I'm still confused as to why there are no use of guns, missiles, fighter jets and nuclear bombs even if the cities of this place are as advanced as my previous world. Controlling the winds is an easy task for me but it still needs to be precise to make a mirage to trick the people here. There are many experts in this world, some have even achieved a level at which they can make their vibration's frequency so high that they will become light itself. Even with so much power they still decided to make societies and have moral due to the heroes. The heroes most probably did it to make the peoples morale higher and in turn, making it easier for them to control them.
I went to my house and dropped all the papers there. There were some children inside my house as I didn't lock it but it was good that they were revising the notes I gave them while waiting for me. They wouldn't get the chance to meet me, but atleast I got to know that they are diligent students.
The weather was normal today, the winds were blowing to the southwest and there was a little humidity. I jumped on the roof of my house and compressed the air behind me. Accelerating towards the forest I saw many corpses that were killed by arrows. There was a silhouette that went towards the central city when I arrived there. The stench of corpses was not that bad, concluding that they weren't killed that long ago. Wars and battles aren't that uncommon in this place but this place was just filled with human bodies and that scared me as there were only some races in this world that can do this kind of thing and they were not just some scrawny weaklings either.
"A great war is about to begin."