Short story: The Center of the Fool's Universe

As of year

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There had been a big war. From the intellectuals and military leaders gathered together to start a revolutionary war against the world government. That great war The results did not come out as the war actors had hoped. The government is still the government as before. Leaders become fools and those who reveal their inner secrets become fools.

A wise man must remain silent and die.

The world is divided into three main zones: 1. stupid people 2. middle class people 3. smart people.

Stupid people live in extremely filthy slum areas.

Middle class people live in villages that are not very large but have enough to eat.

Smart people live in luxurious mansions.

As of year

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There had been a big war. From the intellectuals and military leaders gathered together to start a revolutionary war for the world government, but that great war The results did not turn out as the war makers had hoped. The government is still the same government. The leaders became fools. People who reveal their inner secrets will become fools.

A wise man must remain silent and die.

The world is divided into three main zones: 1. stupid people 2. middle class people 3. smart people.

Stupid people live in extremely filthy slum areas.

Middle class people live in villages that are not very large but have enough to eat.

Smart people live in luxurious mansions.

The world government rules for peaceful living by dividing zones between fools and smart people in different places.

So that they won't bite each other. People of the same type will know each other well.

Anyone who is labeled a fool The descendants who inherit the family will continue the lineage of fools.

My father was the founder of that revolutionary war. And when the war ended, my father lost and was executed.

And hello, I'm a fool.

Central is the center between our three districts.

There is only one place here where stupid people, smart people, middle class people can gather together. We do not have the right to cross our boundaries without permission, but we often see wise people flying about as they please as if they were gods. The law is for the righteous assholes.

When they're bored, they just walk up to us in the slums to make trouble. And if we respond A quarrel broke out. Those in blue will rush out of their nests. They came to crush us to the ground. As for smart/rich people? He whistled and walked away as if nothing had happened at all. Or some people are a bit fucked.

Standing and watching with a smile of satisfaction I want to kill them until I die. But doing that is the way of fools. My greatest dream is to escape the orbit of the universe of fools. Burn your past. rebuild it Stated that I have a father and mother. A warm family I didn't have a revolutionary father who foolishly put himself to death.

Once upon a time there were blue suits. Pressing one's knee into the neck, depriving one of us of our own breath, causing a slow, painful death, no matter how much protest is made around us. He pretended not to hear. When those same people saw that there was nothing wrong with what they were doing to us. It started to happen more often. One by one we died on the side of the road. without anyone caring

Protest mobilization that has disappeared for ten years So it began again.

But no one cares about fools, you know, we'll stop working. How many things have you destroyed to demand justice? It doesn't help anything. Because those protests happen only in the zone of fools. news media broadcast The news about the protest was shown only to the circle of stupid people.

We cannot mobilize at the center. Because no one can use a water bottle to fight a bullet. Let alone the new law that has been issued prohibiting gatherings at the center. Important lessons from the past have taught us a lot.

Moreover, the other two districts never even looked at us. We died for something. But instead, they were the ones who got it all. No matter who wins, we lose and it wins.

I have never participated in a protest.

So I have been asked over and over again by people around me. My father was a revolutionary. So what's wrong with the child?

So I replied with an indifferent expression: “Father is dead.”

Now my neighborhood road They are full of trash, glass, and a strong smell. The stench is too much for perfume lovers to bear. I could only walk past and feel sorry for my own people in my heart.

I told you, they don't care about us. Even if we all take the suicide pills at the same time. No one is interested in us.

This morning I had to go to the center. Buy some things and come home to sleep.

Listen to the people in the area that are written on the face Wearing oxygen masks to symbolize the breathing air they are stealing from our comrades one by one. One person stood on the roof of a charred car, wearing a mask, holding a baseball bat and drilling nails into the burned flag. Show courage to the media The cameraman was obsessively taking pictures of him.

Of course, the media is still a flying institution. But you probably know. What is the media like?

The national flag flutters in the wind. along with the fire that spread and scorched the whole cloth

The man after burning the flag went to the media. I give him no more than 24 hours.

We will never see his face again.

Arrived in front of the central gate into the center. Fools have been gathering here for a week now. Protest signs rose everywhere. There was a sign that said: “We all must die. Whether stupid or smart So why do we have to kill each other?” Demanding justice through philosophy? Oh, it's like it matters.

Middle fingers were raised towards the blue-robed people who were blocking the protesters. Seeing that was funny too.

Middle finger and a bullet?

crossing to the center We all have to scan the barcode engraved on our necks.

It will show our history since birth. Including indicating where we are going, what we are doing, and how much of a risk there is of terrorism.

In short, we are controlled from birth to death by stupid codes implanted around our necks.

This era thus gave birth to underground pagan barcoding. No different from drugs

The center is a clean and safe area, unlike us which is a poor slum. The houses are very close together.

The size of each house hardly exceeds 5 square meters, but up to 5 people must live there.

Luckily, I don't have anyone.

Easily pass into the central area. I went straight to my destination. Not distracted by the disdainful eyes around us.

Everyone knows that I am the son of someone who started a war. But the people who benefited from that war It's them who's looking at me right now.

shoe

Nike

It is very difficult to obtain it. I had to work two part-time jobs while studying in Mathayom 6 during the transition to university. But, in a city like this, even if I graduate as a doctor,

At most he was just a stupid doctor.

On the way back to the boundary gate White smoke billowed everywhere. People ran away from the smoke. I should probably know what it is. But my steps chose to stomp towards the white smoke. I choked on the smoke, coughed, sneezed, tears flowing from my nose. I closed my nose and lowered my head to continue walking.

Someone ran out, wearing a mask and tying a national flag pattern around their necks. He was definitely part of the movement of fools. He pulled me to run with him, but I didn't. I flailed my arms away. Then, his steps continued to move towards the cloud of poisonous smoke. Something called out to me. Soon, something like orange fireworks exploded.

I saw it with my own eyes before falling asleep.

Asleep, he woke up surrounded by a cloud of black and white smoke mixed together. A car was on fire in front of me. I can still get up and walk. But I feel hurt. Pain and tightness in the chest area I started to suffocate. I tried to find oxygen. But not free from the carbon from the smoke. I was about to become one of those fools who symbolically searched for air. So I started running, running, to find a way out.

I don't want to be one of the fools. I want to be a smart person. Just stay still and one day I will be a smart person. I don't want to be like my father. Definitely don't take it—

When you get past the edge of the toxic smoke

...a young woman Dressed in a t-shirt, jeans, and wearing a mask, it's definitely not one of the parade of fools. She was being held tightly by the shirtless blue outfits. Pulling her body and shirt, she struggled, throwing rocks and sand. But what does it help? It is the act of a completely foolish person. Her shirt was torn. His breasts stood up. I saw it with my own eyes Those in blue will rape you.

I looked steadily, unmoved. But something moved and pointed up on its own as my eyes landed on her soft white breasts. I told myself It's not an absolute matter at all.

Is it really going to be done here?

Unashamed

Shameless

No, no, it's the ultimate brute. Rape is brute force. Aren't we human?

The two blue-robed men lowered her to the ground. pull off mask Her chest heaved and pointed at the sky. She cried out loudly before being muffled by the blue-robed hands. Someone who looked like the biggest boss was slowly straddling her.

Black smoke billowed everywhere. What emotions will one desire? A beast, a sure beast.

But what will I do? Am I going to walk in? No, that's a fool's move. I'm going to walk away. I'm going to be smart one day. Yes, I'm going to be smart. I walk, walk, and walk.

But my legs were on the wrong side. contrary to what you want It sent me flying towards the brutes in front of me, and my mouth went flying.

Nike

I just bought it to get into the heads of the blue outfits. Hit the head with a soft *thump* sound to the person who looked like the leader. It stood up from sitting astride the girl just a moment ago. It must have hurt. I felt sarcastic in my heart, then I ran over. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a metal rod on the ground. I picked it up, cocked it at full length, and I aimed it at his mask. If you can't breathe like me He has the right to die. I can feel that I can run really fast. I can definitely do it. I can do it. I can hit it... I can fight power--

“Dammit, who told you to shoot?” The person who looked like the leader The person I threw the shoe at his head spoke up.

“It's...” The guy in blue who had covered her mouth was startled to answer.

"I'm so lost. Damn it. I'm leaving both of you here."

And then they left. I just realized that I was lying on the floor. And he just realized that his stomach was wet with red liquid. The smell of blood touched my nose. It was familiar. I had smelled the smell of blood since I was a child. Because my father always took me to the gatherings. He will let me inherit Since knowing that he will lose, he is the worst father.

I was present when the big protest broke out. A rain of bullets rained down from the sky. That day I smelled blood. Remember to this day

My eyes started to go dark. Dimly, I could see the sky was white. Home, the sky is so blue, how can it be white? No.

The white thing must have been that woman's flesh that was shaking me. I couldn't hear what she said.

But too bad, she was covering her breasts with one arm. All I could see was her white collarbone.

I really wondered to myself why I was in it. Why don't I do it every time? Every time people in my area were dying, I would walk away.

The man who had started all of this with his death also. I was there, but I walked away.

So why did I run in to help her? She is not my interest.

Not at all....

Ah...I know.

I'm really a fool. I can't escape. the origins of ourselves

And good night, I'm a fool.