Veridis Quo

Chapter 48 - It's a Dynamic Life

Learning is a journey that never ends.

From the day we are born, we learn. How to walk, how to talk, how to think, how to feel. Those were the basics of the basics, the sky wasn't the limit to the things one could discover!

A grandfather could learn how to quick-scope in the latest big-hit first-person shooter and his grandson could learn how to knit a sweater for his little sister. It was never too late to learn something new.

Hence, when we are young, it's encouraged to keep the mind sharp and specialize in a field of our choosing. There comes an age when the mind is dulled by the passage of time and repetition of everyday life, but that was another whole can of worms and debates.

I wasn't here to spark an argument.

I was here to enjoy life.

The latest lesson I've learned was about life. Although I was but an egg in the nest, I've realized a lot of things about life.

The unfairness of the luckborne. The ups and downs of the sinus function. The billionaires hoarding all the money because of the law's flexibility and bribery.

I could spit on all of the above for all I cared.

Life was a lot of things; good and bad. But to me, in the end, it was true.

Life was dynamic.

Even the best of plans will fall flat. Regardless of preparations and cheat abilities, life could throw anything at you and there'd be nothing you could do to stop it.

Was it annoying? Surely. But it was the way it was, and the best you can do is accept it and move on.

Not that I was going to move on, no madam! I liked life as it was very freaking much!

After shutting off the alarm, I stretched my arms above my head, groaning in satisfaction. With a sigh, I crossed them behind my head, breathing the cool air of the early morning.

The holidays have passed, the next one somewhere in late March to early April; another parody of the human celebrations.

I bet it had something to do with finding dinosaur eggs...

Anyhow, I lied in bed, lazily gazing at the ceiling.

Life had treated me... strangely.

Less than a week ago, I was about to snap and go rabid due to the paranoia and fear inflicted by what could've happened.

Luckily, none of it came to fruition.

A makeshift ship survived a typhoon in the heart of the Indian sea, washing onto the shores of Sri Lanka or whatever they called the island nowadays. I wouldn't be surprised if they were going through a civil war right now since God was as lazy as I was when it came to remastering the world.

I'd given it enough thought. None of it happened, so there was no reason to fret over it.

Instead, the good should be celebrated!

Firstly, the cult was gone!

Where was a bottle of champagne when you needed one...

Well, I wouldn't say 'gone,' more like... weakened, crippled.

Without their leader and key figure, I doubted they could do anything more than showcase their degeneracy on the web.

The threat wasn't neutralized, just neutered. A dog without balls could still bite off a limb.

What else... what else...

Ah!

I grinned.

I got Juno back~