"And what is it?"
"It's a quantam physics theory in which a cube is fixed in another cube, congruent to the former which is inaccurate by Euclid's postulate."
"And what does it enable?"
"Shrinking of time and dimensions..."
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Y/n...
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Pain is beautiful. Pain is not indifferent to our world but we need a walk to get away from our misidentification of what real pain is.
We say that our happiness is dependent on the presence of light or the happening of such an event where all we see is brightness. We say that we will be happy when we get that result. Our happiness is dependent on the light, the spiritual light.
When the light is absent, all that we see is a caliginous nebula, a darkness unconditionally in love with the atmosphere. That atmosphere is our mind and that darkness, our pain.
When that result comes, we tremble. We seek for refuge but everything gets worse. We cannot be happy.
Real happiness, on the other hand, does not depend. It is totally internal to you. It is your own, intrinsic. Nobody can take it away, nobody can give it to you.
The intensity of your happiness is directly proportional to the intensity of your fear.
Wise enlightened people are happy all the time. It's one heck of a claim. An audacious one.
Yet, what is happiness when the one you love is not only far away but somewhere with no hope. If love dies young, when does hate develops? If hate is all we know, why do we love someone?
"Sunoo," The screech of tires indicated that they were at their destination. "It's today or never."
The car door made a loud noise as Sunoo's eyes watched Heeseung step out of the car and march towards the security deposit. What were they doing?
Following the prints of the older guy's feet, Sunoo chased to stand behind Heeseung. Heeseung needed not to explain anything and the guard let them in the despondently enormous building.
If the walls sunk in and a dilemma was caused, what would it be called? Dimension:Dilemma, wouldn't it? Wouldn't it shrink dimensions and become a point? A point where existed no life?
"Hello, Hello, Hello," Clicking of shoes in the silence of nowhere and a wicked voice of a maleficent man, matched the darkness of the night. Who doesn't love a peaceful night? He who doesn't love a peaceful night is the corrupt soul that makes the serene silence into a menacingly eerie deafness.
"What brings you here, dear brother?" The light dispersed into with the slender figure walking with graceful steps, just far enough to be unrecognisable. But they say, the one who needs to know, knows irrespective. Very true of it. Both the men could understand who the rancorous voice belonged to.
"The very person you want to be, Lee Hyunseung."
"Not so early, my dear."
"Jaechan... Is your brother?" Horror was so frustrating, wasn't it? But now what was Horror? Horror is just the fun of watching others suffer. What a horror!
"Jaechan, you don't need to do this. Just let us take Y/n back." Heeseung voiced.
"Uhuh! That's the problem, dear. That's exactly what the problem is. Y/n has become Appa's favourite in no time and all these years of my hardwork worked not a jade. She's your sister in law, your girlfriend is dead. Why do you even care huh?" Jaechan howled at Heeseung, finally showing his face to the two pairs of fiery eyes.
