The excitment while asking the system for notifications was unimaginable. I was never this excited ever. I was from a rather well off family so there was very less hardships for me and getting excited for something was a first time experience for me.
I might have been excited when I was little but as the time went by and the family business boomed, the only expectation from me was a degree for show. I would eventually just inherit the business disregarding degree I had.
" What could a child dream of ? "
Chocolates, new and nice clothes, shiny pairs of shoes, toys, nice bicycle and the praises from friends. I had it all.
Brain of child could not understand the complexity of societal structures.The Rich, The working class, The poor all these words meant nothing to a child. A child just knows what his needs are and does things in order to fulfill those needs.
And if a child gets whatever he wants, he starts lose the values of the things important to others. If I wanted a nice cool bike, I would get it. But for some nice cool bike might be a dream that would never be fulfilled.
I got a nice car at my eighteenth birthday. I took it to show my friends and see the looks on their faces. Every friend I had had hints of jealousy oozing out their faces.
Some friends congratulated me, some friendlily mocked me for being a lucky bastard and some had complex expressions. I was happy seeing their reaction but the joy of getting the car was not there. It felt like a natural thing that I got the car.
Asking for something and getting it the same day or the next killed the fire of expectation and achieving the expected thing. It felt like a natural process that I would ask something and would get it no questions asked.
And the things I asked were not so expensive but still were things of imagination for many was what I realized as I made friends and started to get integrated into the society.
The happiness in my friend's eyes when they got a pair of shoes for their birthday or for acheiving good academically would sometimes make me jealous.
Thinking about the past always has a great impact emotionally. I was never a emotional type but now feeling the happiness I once dreamed of naturally reminded me of the past.
The things of past were now on the past. Being sad or happy while remembering the things that happened was I hated the most. What had happened had happened, thinking about it and being sad or happy would gain me nothing.
If a thing had a positive impact, I would try to repeat it. If it had a negative impact, I would learn from it and try to become a better person from then on.
I stopped thinking about the things from the past and looked at the notification infront of me that was shown after I wanted to see what I had gained.
THE USER HAS GAINED A LOT OF EXP POINTS...
CALCULATING THE GAINS...