Step into a world of poetic beauty and inspiration with 'Echoes of the Soul.' This collection of prose, poems and quotes takes you on a journey of self-discovery and reflection, exploring themes of love, heartbreak, hope, and healing. With each page...
Random date, Random day, the cry from the tiny throat breaks the tention in the room with their cry, the celebration breaks in, the NPC is born. The small curious eyes, open and glace at the new habitat around, but even before that, the NPC has been thrown into the race to become the main character. They run, to be the first to walk, to first to speak, first to grow out teeth, first to stop wetting their bed, first to stop being needy for the attention of their mother. Then they reach the next level of the game - School.
There is competition with a huge number of other NPCs who are desparately trying to be the MC. They run more 13-14 years of thier lives, trying different tactics to win the position of the MC. Running to be first in dawing? Check. Being first in studies ? Check. Running to be the class prefect? Check. Running to be the first in debate competition? Check? Running to get the highest score in Olympiads? Check. Running to do win the first price in theatre competition? Check. Check, check and check. Till they are old till they die, after they die, in the afterlife, running in the loop of this pointless marathon? Check.
But one NPC does something forbidden, something that's a taboo, something that nobody does. They question, this race, this pointless marathon. Answers, you ask? Well there are none worthy to be called correct my friend. "Why have we been running?" "Because everyone is, so you should too." "What will you get at the end of it?" "Nothing." "Why should I run then?" "Because everyone is."
No, I won't. I step out and give up. I give up on trying to be the MC, because I'm an NPC, and why do I need to be an MC in the first place? Why can't I just be an NPC? "You'll be behind everyone"- you say. "Is it wrong to be behind?" - I ask. Isn't it just another way to feed my ego? I won't run, I'll slow down my sprint. I'll take a look around and probably get out of the human mist. Now, to run or not- I'll decide, out of my wish not for pride.
-NPC (Vanshiwrts)
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