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Chapter 5 - Thoughts

"I could explore the place I've always looked at huh," Vast said excitedly. The information that he learned really made his mind think, what the possibilities that could happen.

"I must be ready for any words from the old man might tell me tomorrow when I ask him about my talent," Vast thought, knowing that he can't get to excited.

He knew that since in the book it stated that people with high talent are super rare, and that maybe he might have low talent.

"Even if I have a low or mid talent, at least I can explore the starry sky." Vast said, with a sigh. "I don't want to be the strongest or the most special, I just want to see the many things that the universe can offer me," He thought as slowly moved his eyes around the bright sky.

Unbeknownst to Vast, the old man was quietly watching him from inside the cabin. As though the old man could hear Vast's thoughts he muttered, "What a hopeful child, sadly the universe is filled with so much horrors that he might regret even wanting to step out of this planet. "

The old man sighed and said, "I remember what I promised my self when I first got him, to make him cold and indifferent, to mold him into being one. I concluded that learning about what humans can do is not the best way to do this. I must let him experience it first-hand, to see what they can do, how they cannot be trusted, as I once foolishly trusted them."

Then, the old man thought, "Why am I helping him? No one ever helped me, so why should I help him?"

He thought about it deeply while Vast was fantasizing about his journey among the stars, soon he remembered the same reason why he picked him up in the first place. His eyes were as boundless as the World above, and that reminded him of his past self.

Traveling, fighting and not having a care in the world about whether your friends would just stab you in the back for momentary gain. That child's eyes really brought him back, and that nostalgia made him pick up the child, and bring him back to his house.

"Maybe it's the fact that I wanted someone to not experience what I've experienced" the old man said, then after a while he suddenly laughed hardly, an action he hadn't done in hundreds of years.

"But that's contradictory to what I want to do to him, I want him to feel the emotions when being betrayed by those he trusted and loved the most, so that he could stay afloat in that place," he muttered.

Alas, the old man did not really care about this. He would not question his own thought process to a child he just picked up, it wasn't his duty to raise a good child.

It's enough already that he had the heart to pick up that child and raise him, and not let him die in the woods due to starvation or to animals.

The old man, then said, "What a cruel way to raise a child, I've really outdone myself this time." He remembered all the morally questionable things that he did, all the hearts he has broken.

All the people that cried, "PLEASE NO!" but he did not listen to them.

"Let this Child be my last act of goodwill to humanity," but he laughed once again knowing that this Child would cause havoc, throughout the starry sky.

He looked forward to the day when the child would came back here to this cabin, broken like a wooden doll dropped on the floor.

He wanted see a cold and indifferent person, a machine that would not care about others but himself. After imagining this, the old man looked forward to the day when this would happen.

Slowly but surely, the old man fell asleep on the chair while thinking about the Child, hoping that the things that he imagined would come to fruition in the days up ahead. He'd never been excited in a long time but tiredness soon overtook him, and on the other hand Vast was already fast asleep on the patch of grass that he always slept on.

You could still hear the crickets chirping or the howls on the distance, just like any normal night for each day Vast has been here.

But this night was a monumental night. as the next day is when everything would change. Vast, unknowingly would start learning about skills. A part of power that is undeniably important to the world up above.