What… does a person need to live?

Is it strength? Or is it authority, maybe even comrades..

All of those answers are correct, but one thing is missing.

Independence.

All of the former answers lead to independence, except for comrades, since they have to make up for what you lack, while the others don’t.

Whether it was obvious or not, the majority will answer, “Power”, or “Strength”.

Problem is, “Power”.

What type of power?

Authority is power, comrades are power, strength is power, intelligence is power, electricity is power, etc..

An omnipotent power?

Yeah, that might be it.

… But, contrary to your expectations, that doesn’t work.

No siree, no one have true “Power”, only, just a little bit of it, and if you utilize it well, it might make up for the lack of others, and lead to “Independence”.

Enough about that, it has become too general, hmm?

All of this was useless, just a short introduction, for what?

Yes yes, for extra lines… well how about this, I’ll write a three words, each word is in one line, now that would be enou-

No…?

Each letter on one line then-

Still no?

Fine, fine fine fine fine fine fine fine…. Let’s just stop dallying about and get to why all this introduction was written, hmm?

No… I didn’t die.. Probably?

Ha ha, jokes on you, I didn’t.

I’m an ant, just a tiny ant in this large world…

One that has actions that might never affect it, never at all, or would I?

Questions questions, you probably stopped reading at this point, if not, then, congratulations, what you just did was survive for more torture of a read, hurray!

ALRIGHT, I GIVE UP, NO MORE QUESTIONS, NO MORE SPECULATIONS, NO MORE OPINIONS ON LIFE.

This is it, the moment of truth…

I am…

A Japanese high schooler who was reincarnated into a fantasy world, got myself a harem just a year later, made the demon empress into one of my harem, then came back to my original world, the great world of technology, where skirt flipping is the norm, and my big boobed childhood friend acts like a tsundere, and many more…

Ha.. HAHAHAHAHA, preposterous, it can’t be.. A… a.. aa....a.. Another Japanese reincarnation story? NOOOOOOOOOOOO

SAVE ME, GIVE ME SALVATION!

Well, guess what, twas a lie, let me tell you the actual truth….

I am a part of the superheroes called ‘The Coloured 10’, using our great prowess, and our great mechas, we fight those who invade us, be it from a crack in space, or from outer space, by the way, I’m yellow.

But you are a man, you even said so when you said ‘made the demon empress into one of my harem’.

Good job, really, good job..

Well, YOU ARE WRONG.

IT WAS ALL A LIE, I’M DEAD!

I’VE BEEN HERE FOR YEARS, YEARS AND YEARS, BUT GUESS WHAT?

Nothing..

Not a damned thing.

No reincarnation, no memory deletion, no fellow dead people to share tales with, nothing…

Insane, is what I have become.

Insanity is what anyone will become in this state, any other is abnormal, but you know what?

I don’t care… I don’t caaaaarreeee.

Everyone always had an the sane and insane sides of the coin, but the insane side was stuck on the ground with gum.

BUT IT HAS AWAKENED.

...for what?

If you ask me, being insane in moderation is waaay better than being sane all of your life.

Blah blah, come on, Random 4th Wall Breaker, why don’t you get into the story?

Just hold on, let me tell you my life story, my daughter’s, my wife’s, and the neighbor’s, it will be fun.

No! Stop him, do not let him blab any further.

Oh darn, the ‘Anti Time Wasters’ are here.

….or not.

So.. there you have it… I’m a random, dead, yet not really dead, person, who just likes to speak to himself.

..

---Chapt-

What, I still haven’t said my name yet?

This man’s name is….!

…

---Chapt-

NNOOOOOOO!

Why can’t you let me end with a cliffhanger, you filthy mongrel of a writer.

...what?

You are too bored to stop?

I swear on my dead body if you don-

---Prologue end---

Great, was that hard now?