The sky was gloomy and overcast with clouds. The weather was hot and unbearable and the humidity in the air made the situation worse. Shan was in his dingy apartment room which was also shared with another person. He was reading a web novel on his smartphone with a disappointed look. He was disappointed with his life. It had been four years since he had completed his post-graduation degree and he was still unemployed. Living on money sent by his retired father. As a person of a third world country, he had seen and experienced quiet amounts of corruption, dishonesty and deceit. To keep himself away from those "Yahoos'' he unknowingly became an Otaku. He spent his days reading web novels, watching anime. He read those stories of all-powerful heroes and he fantasizes that he had the power to change the world but he is nothing but a miserable otaku.
At his age, he should have a heartwarming wife and blissful sex life. Like all the other Otaku, he was single. Reading r18 novels and hentai manga, watching porn and hentai anime, masturbating to control his sexual urge had become an integral part of his daily routine. After finishing reading the newly released chapters of his fevourite novel he stood up and went near the window. Removing the curtains he could see the night sky illuminated with city light. The city resembled a West land where people were driven by their greed. Rich was getting richer. Poor were trampled by politicians, rich businessmen and corrupt officials. Life seemed to him meaningless. Cut off from spiritual root life had lost its meaning and it had become absurd. Money had become the driving force of life. Wanting to become happy in life they had become rich but happiness never came in their life. Living in a sensualistic society which only values materialistic gain his life has become a miserable tale. A fat Otaku without a rich family background is like a miserable cow waiting to be slaughtered. He wants to change his fate. He wants to break the shackles of society and become the one who he dreams himself to be.
Birds are singing morning songs. No, there are only crows singing their mourning songs. Sounds of heavy vehicles could be heard and within hours it would be changed with constant sound of horns and sirens. Shan woke up and begrudgingly thought about another day full of traffic jams and fumes. Will life forever be like this.
Ding!
what is this sound!?
Ding!
Who the fuck is making this annoying sound?