Living With a System
introductions

Living in the world is boring now. The world is full of tricks. People pretend to be good to get what they want. Many people bribe to be free from problems. Corruption, bribery, and illegal acts are common in this world. And this is our world, a world where the rich rule and the poor will be trampled upon.

People don't know the real secrets in this world, so many secrets that humans don't know about our world. It's like there's a dimension that covers the secrets of our world. Countries are deploying experts to reveal the secrets of our world. They are in a race to reveal the secrets of our world, but from the many experts searching for the secrets of our world in the end they failed to reveal the secrets of our world until now.

Once upon a time there was someone who found something small about our world. But suddenly that person mysteriously disappeared from this world. The evidence from the results of the study and the person himself was lost somewhere. Like being wiped out by something. In the end, humans repeat from the beginning again looking for secrets in this world.

Every human being begins to discover something about our world. Suddenly the person if no accident is lost. It is as if humans cannot know what they do not know.

Humans begin to feel, looking to know this world as if it could not happen. They feel free to find things that are forbidden to be known by humans. People began to diminish leaving their curiosity as if they closed their eyes to the secrets of this world. Although there are still people who are looking for things about this world, but not much like before.

Year 3200, in an elementary school.

My height is quite short than other men, exactly the same height as girls, I think my height is average anyway. My skin is yellow and pretty clean. My hair is short and straight. My eyes are black, nose pointed.

My face is pretty and sweet my classmate said. Speaking of which my classmates are quite good in my opinion.if there are my classmates know that I am being bullied with my upperclassmen, they always help me.

Let them be good! Or they have other intentions from me. But what can be used of me?. And that's what I think.

The more I thought about it, the less I found the answer. And I don't think about that anymore either. Why don't I think about that again?. Because I think life is meaningless, follow the flow of life. Don't think too much about what we don't know the answer to.

Not that I am lazy to think! I just don't want my brain to work too hard. You could say I'm a mager. Live to relax or laze.

Oh yes, I have not yet introduced my name.

Introduce my name Alvian Pratama, I am a person from the lower class, maybe you could say the poor. And this is my story.