Fragile Phantasy

Part 5

5 years later

As the door creaked open, a sad and hopeless aura filled the room, engulfing a figure buried under a mountain of game consoles. With deep, bags on his eyes, caused by non-stop playing, the person remained indifferent to the world around him. Suddenly, a girl entered the room and approached the figure.

"Brother, please stop being depressed," she pleaded.

But the person, KC, continued to play, lost in a world of cool, mysterious characters who didn't care about anything or anyone.

Desperate to break through to KC, his sister blocked the screen and urged him to return to his old self. It had been years since she had seen him smile and be positive. She explained that what he was doing was almost incomprehensible, saddened by what had happened to her brother. But KC remained unmoved.

"Brother, please at least clean your room. It's very dirty, and you haven't showered in a few days," his sister added, forcing him to confront the reality of his situation.

But KC remained silent and still.

"I know it may be too late to say this, its already late when we know you've been bullied and had a hellish life," his sister continued. "Please, look at what you've become."

KC suddenly froze and was about to hit his sister with a console. She covered her face and apologized before quickly leaving the room, tears streaming down her face.

After a few moments, KC's parents entered the room, pleading with him to continue with his life and not waste it. His mother cried as she begged him to see the potential for abundance and happiness in his future. His father added his own plea, knowing that his son had suffered and fallen into depression.

"I hope you realize that your mom and I love you," he said. "We will do everything for your good future. I'm begging you."

But KC remained lost in his game, unable or unwilling to break free from its grasp, His father reminded him to watch the rice and eat when he was hungry, while his mother wished him well and urged him to take care, As his parents left the room, the darkness seemed to settle in even deeper, leaving a sense of foreboding and hopelessness in its wake.

After a while, KC's tears began to flow, a cold and bitter reminder of the pain and isolation he felt. In a moment of clarity, he realized the gravity of his situation and the impact it was having on his family.

"I'm sorry, father and mother," he whispered to the empty room. "Why did I turn out like this? I want to make you proud, but I'm afraid to face the world. I'm afraid of getting hurt."memories of high school came flooding back to KC. The bullying, the laughter, the pain, anger, and resentment that had become a permanent fixture in his heart. No matter how hard he tried to forget, the memories refused to leave him.

As the weight of his sadness bore down upon him, KC struggled to find a way out of the darkness. But deep down, he clung to the hope of making his parents proud.

KC's dream was to become rich and successful, and he believed that building the portal with Doc would make that a reality. He envisioned buying everything he ever wanted and finally being able to help his parents.

However, as KC leave his room to eat the tv is left open on the living room, he heard news of the mafia's and gangs and their uncontrollable power. KC couldn't help but think that it was all because of Doc's technology selling to the black market. Nevertheless, he didn't care about what happened in the world; all he wanted was to make his parents proud.

KC's desire to live alone was fueled by the belief that connecting with others only caused pain and hatred. He gazed at the burned rice because he forgot to turn the cooker off and the dishes on his plates are empty cause the cat had eaten it. With no food He knew he would have to go to the convenient store again, but he didn't want to go out yet.