ALKISAH: Prayer for the World [1001 Indonesian Fantasy Stories]
TALE/Cursed Gold: The Self of the World

No matter how good a person is, in the end, this world will still be the greatest villain in all life. In fact, the golden-eyed child had also known about that truth a long time ago.

While walking down the crowded streets, the boy watched his left and right closely, as if hoping to find something he had lost. Maybe it was his happiness. Or, I don't know.

However, even though his shiny golden eyes were glancing wildly in all directions, but his mind was still raging imagining the terrible things that had happened to him in the past.

Yes, this world is always cruel to good people, but that does not mean it will also be fair to those who are evil.

For example, look at the soldier who was sitting on the fence of the bridge. From his face alone, anyone could tell that he was having a severe problem. He is a soldier, his job is to protect people. Even so, he still felt the cruelty of this world. That's weird, isn't it?

Then, take a look at the boy who just stole the fruit from the store there. In a simple view, perhaps he could be considered a sinner over the thing he had just done. But why did he steal? Simply put, it is because this world has tortured him, so he was forced to become a criminal.

It was really strange, the boy thought as he bit the green apple he had just bought a few minutes ago. It doesn't taste too wry and rather sweet. But come to think of it, it actually felt very fitting in his mouth.

Then, something came back to the boy's mind.

Perhaps, this world is indeed not a good place for those who are still reasonable and conscientious. Perhaps, from the beginning of this world was indeed not a decent place for living things.

This world, is, the enemy.

Like the fact that living beings have breath, that is the true identity of the world.

But in the end, it was all just the boy's personal response. No less and no more. These are just thoughts that are born from his experience while stepping in this world as a living being.

Although there were too many bad things in his opinion, it was not because he was selfish, but because he had also seen and felt for himself how cruel, cruel, and cruel, and the darkness of this world when viewed from a different side. Although he tried to forget it, but the memories were real. Eliminating it is certainly an impossibility, as long as it is still a mortal being.

So, what's next? The boy asked his little heart.

His golden eyes seemed to glow under the brownish hood he was wearing.

At that time, he decided to sit alone on a park bench that was quite long in size. But, all of a sudden, there was one strange shadow appearing in his view. It was as if there were a lot of people sitting with him on the bench. But, he was clearly alone. Two years ago, he was alone in the world.

Although what he experienced at that time was not real, but it felt rather warm, and there was also a faint nostalgic atmosphere.

However, over time, the boy began to feel strange about his own feelings. The anger that he had been dwelling deep in him for two years, now came back to the surface, making his smile suddenly disappear from his face.

Yeah, that's the truth.

His friends, his friends; the people he considered to be his true family in this world, were all dead, leaving him alone.

They had all sacrificed lives, so that the boy could achieve his dream, and save many people. Truly, his mouth was bitter every time he thought about the truth of his life.

They died, for her sake.

The boy bit his lips firmly, to the point that there was blood visible flowing to his chin. He was trying to resist his urge to shout out loud. The anger was really too great, but he was determined to hold it back, because the boy did not want his late friends to be disappointed.

In fact, he himself was actually not sure, whether the thing he wanted at the end of the road was valuable or not. He really doesn't know.

In fact, he felt that the existence of his friends, is the most desirable thing in this world. They were priceless treasures he possessed. But, unfortunately, the boy realized it too late.

“This world... It's too cruel, isn't it?” He muttered softly, but the wrath of anger seemed to be clearly felt from within his voice.

It's too late to know who the world really is.

A wide and beautiful pair of golden wings appeared on his back, and the boy flew high into space.