During his recollection, Lev also remembered another detail about his grandfather. It was a very specific detail, a very specific memory that defined who his grandfather is.
Although he couldn't quite recall what his grandfather's name was, or what he did in the past, he could clearly remember that he always talked about the Main Earth and the sudden changes that happened. Back then, the Council has not existed yet but the concept was already being introduced to the masses. There were a lot of controversies regarding the decision but after a few years, the people of the land had become in favor of the Council. And those who weren't in favor were silenced— not killed, but their voices were suppressed since those on the other party particularly didn't care.
There were a lot of pros when it comes to the Council-type government but some people were adamant about the decision. After all, how could a bunch of scholars lead a single unified country? What if their best decision is for the welfare of the whole nation as a whole but not the welfare of individuals? Can they even rule the entire population of Main Earth? These questions lingered around for quite some time when the Council was formed.
"What do I think about the Council?" Lev remembered seeing his grandfather in the television in the past. "Honestly, I'd rather not say anything. I don't want to jeopardize myself when it comes to sensitive topics such as this." The interviewer didn't bother him after that.
When Lev and his grandfather saw the interview, Lev then stared at his grandfather with a curious gaze. He wondered why his grandfather didn't answer such a normal question when everyone else did so.
"Ah, that. Of course, I have negative views about the Council. And that's the sole reason why I didn't answer. You see, silence is the best answer when you don't have anything good to say... you don't do that though, you always say what's on your mind. And I think that is a strength too— a strength that you can use to your advantage in the future once you honed it."
"A majority of people approved of it... but why are you so against it, grandpa?" Lev asked.
"You see." Lev's grandfather cleared his throat before answering. "There are unseen rules and laws that govern the universes. And these laws... they're immutable, permanent. If you so steer clear from those laws, there are bound to be consequences, great or small. And sometimes, one doesn't even know that he had already done such a karmic thing."
"For example, let's take into account gravity. Gravity is— ?"
"— The force that attracts an object to another object and that object can do so if they're extremely large, or there's some form of interaction, connection, between the two objects," Lev responded. Even as a teenager, he was fascinated with the universe that he studied it in his past time. Of course, the Lev from the real world wasn't that much different either.
"Yes, and as you may know, gravity is a law, right? It is a law that once broken, one must suffer the consequences. If you are oblivious to gravity and you jumped off a twenty-storey building thinking that nothing great will happen... then you're most likely to die after you fall off to your death. That's the law of gravity, break it, and it will break you."
"Now, why am I talking about the law? That's because the government systems in the past had worked... they've been effective for who knows how long, more than a thousand years?"
"But these laws, they're trying to break it. The nature of past governmental structures had proven to be successful towards the years. But putting that structure in a lid and replacing it with a new one when they haven't even tried it? How insolent, preposterous."
"If this will continue, then I'm sure that the consequences will soon fall in place. I don't know when, it may even take more than a hundred years."
"The Council may look good, appearance-wise since people of expertise are finally using it to contribute to the world. BUT! Appearance can be deceiving. Maybe they have ulterior motives behind a change in government? But who are they trying to overthrow? What are they trying to accomplish?"
"Lev, I know how talented you are and I"m sure that you can do a number of things once you grow up. But trust me when I tell you this as your grandfather. Don't ever... don't ever ever involve yourself with the Council. I have a bad feeling about this."
At that time, Lev wondered why his grandfather warned him about the Council but he didn't ask any questions . He just made a mental note that he should never mess with the Council.
"HEY!"
"HEEEEEY!"
A faint voice resounded in the deepest parts of Lev's recollection. In there, a voice of a young man resounded, but he's pretty sure it wasn't his voice. Wondering who it was, he turned around to ask.
To his surprise though, the boy was covered in mist and he kept on repeating that he missed Lev. It was such a weird scenario that Lev thought he might be dreaming. He didn't even realize that the one running towards him in his memory was none other than his childhood friend.
Not the Assistant Captain, of course.
...
"... "
"Haagh~" Lev finally caught his breath as he woke up, turning his head around since he was still disoriented. The first familiar face he found was Titania, who didn't even leave his side and now she couldn't feel her legs due to the numbness.
"Are you all right?" Titania asked, shaking him by the collar.
"Stop it, you're going to kill me when I just came back to life." Lev choked. "How many minutes was I out?"
"About five minutes. Are you all right?" Carl asked with a suspicious glance.
"Yes, just a bit out of there. What happened?" Lev got up, staring back at Titania as if she would have a clue as to what happened.
"You just fell unconscious, nothing much," Titania responded sarcastically with a hiss. It was plain that she was more than worried for Lev.