What would you think is undoubtedly the most important in the world?

Is it money? Maybe so if the previous world hadn't reduced to ashes. Perhaps something on the humble endeavour such as kindness?

Something so naive could possibly be the most ideal reality we would possibly have in the world. Then, what would it be?

Is it to have friends? Family? A lover even. No, those are too much on the other side of predicaments. As many others would say, it would strengthen you and it'll also be a weakness all the same.

These kind of answers in life don't move on so smoothly than we would think. Many of our success in life is brought by others blood, sweat and suffering.

You would think you've worked hard to be the best, but truly who gave you that opportunity though? Have you ever thought about how the past left by our ancestor's change's our present?

We just don't know it, won't see it and neither feel it.

Literally blinded by our own sense of pride and lack of open minded judgement.

I could think of so many that would be at least a contender for that so called title.

Mentality. Lineage. Experience. Strength…

and finally Power!...

It has a nice ring to it doesn't it? To have everything one would want in life, the capability to obtain and accomplish whatever one would desire. And of course the most important. (at least in my opinion)

The power to protect everything I hold dear in my heart.

Power solves everything.

That's the unspoken rule of our world, it's just sugar coated to work in the higher up's side. I guess they'd have an easier time at giving everyone absolute order. Quite the contradiction as well, without that order we'd eventually bring ourselves to ruin with no stability and a lack of leadership towards the timid and innocent.

Isn't that perfect?

These thoughts on life, why are they so ...detestable? Has no one else thought of them in the past? Probably and they'd simply accept it as is and move on from it believing it'd be a situation unable to do anything about it.

Interesting indeed... I wonder if things like these could be different and still work.

Another, why do I always have these questions about life in pitch black? Like some sort of dark spread canvas. In a pit of undeniable nothingness.

A soft and distant voice: "...Kaen!"

And every time I experience this darkness, it always felt like as if I have forgotten something very important, and not just one either.

Distant voice approaches loudly: "...Kaen...!!"

It's probably not as crucially important as I would think if I was able to forget about it so easily, probably something I forgot to do.

A task perhaps?

Ugh... I'll get an earful again if I don't watch it honestly.

Right by when I was in the middle of solving my supposed memory loss problem (so that I don't have to worry) even though I still can't remember anything at all.

A screeching voice shouting my name pierced through my ear drums, like a dagger scraping a chalkboard.

"Helllooo....Kaen wake up noww!!!".

Breaking through that darkness like it was glass and back into light filled reality without even noticing.

As my eyes slowly opened, stuttering from being suddenly woken up from a ...vague? dream?

The first thing I caught glimpse of was what seemed to be an old broom...at an interesting location. (let your mind do the rest...)

The next words that came to me was so terrifying my body temporarily forgot how to breath. Literally...

"Kaen, if you don't get up right now, you won't see the next generation let alone have one!!"

My body instantly broke through my morning laziness and jumped out of my covers and sat upright out of instinct, icy needles and cold sweat spread throughout my body.

Seeing and hearing two things in quick succession that are well suited towards one another could really bring reign on an individual…

FEAR is a good motivation after all...

I took a good look at who disturbed my morning slumber, it was my devious little sister who was clenching on to the broom. A bit much I'd say (multiple lives were in danger there for a moment...)

For real, the moment I looked at her, she looked like she was ready to play whack a mole...and I'd say it to her if I knew my...our lives were safe yet...