The Game of Life
"Over 7.5 billion players now online.
Welcome to a frontier where infinite possibilities await—
Create a story that is truly your own!”
… That's what they all say
Exactly as the title states, the game called “Life”, is truly an epic game that lasts for a lifetime.
A literal once-in-a-lifetime adventure—the grand game- LIFE is.
NOW---
GAME START
Firstly, you cooperate with your parents and automatically undertake the process of character development and customization. After receiving blessings from your parents and many others in a touching opening cutscene, you can finally begin controlling your main character.
Even though the controls take a while to get used to, you eventually learn them, and you are thrown into a hub of social competition named – School.
The realm where this game takes place is – Earth.
Awaiting us as we’re tossed into a corner of that oversized map is a massive sandbox game. There we have a vast array of choices, a spectacular degree of freedom, and countless minigames. Inspired by the hype, we advance just as advertised, but it’s not long before we realize something.
—We were tricked.
Infinite possibilities – Well, this statement may not be false.
But the catch to this game, which no one told us is that we could do things our own way.
Disadvantages were caused by insufficient character levels, experience points, funds and not to mention spawn location.
Countless shackles constrict the freedom the game boasted, making a mockery of it.
However, we continued to work hard.
Trusting in the fanciful slogan, we constantly fell down and picked ourselves up.
We truly believed that we possessed infinite potential.
And so we work hard to raise our levels, improve our stats, make money.
Despite our complaints about the unfair conditions given due to the “Talents”
or “Qualities” and other skills we received during random character customization, we did not give up but relied on “Effort” to increase our experience points, endlessly working hard – That’s the kind of game “Life” is.
This really is a story that motivates and touches the heart, isn’t it?
- But, that has no meaning at all
No matter how high your score gets, you can never beat this game.
Even once you’ve got the levels, the stats, the cash, everything—now
THEY criticize you. Why?
—Because you “tried too hard.”
They tell you it isn’t fair at all.
Even though you won through your own effort. As soon as you have
something other people don’t, you’re told it’s cheating. And then you
get penalized.
Receiving punishment from seven billion other players, shackles were
imposed on us.
At this point, a thought flashed through our heads – -
"Does freedom truly exist in this game?"
No matter what choices we made, we would still receive criticisms from society, other players or from god-knows-where.
Even if we accepted the criticisms and continued on with the game, as long as we once again wished to achieve success, the same fate would befall upon us.
And then,
All of a sudden, you look back at the road you’ve walked and can’t help but see the truth: Your actions had nothing to do with your will. They were decided by someone else, directed, carried out under a tacit understanding
The path we have walked was only a pre-regulated path built according to a combination of the wishes and commands from others.
In a flash, your suspicion turns to doubt with a shade of conviction. They were right:
This bullshit game called life is indeed a vast, grand sandbox.
But—you aren’t the player.
So we unconsciously lowered our heads and looked down at our hands.
- Looking at those hands bound by infinite but yet infinitesimally small ropes, our suspicions turned into confirmations.
So we unconsciously surveyed our surroundings.
- Looking at the others around us bound by infinite yet infinitesimally small ropes, our confirmations turned into understanding.
All the players were actually puppets. Everyone was adhering to the countenances of others and fulfilling their preset role in this game called
“Life”. Just like puppets in a puppet show – Just like NPCs.
- This is the world as seen through the eyes of a <Puppet (NPC)>.
The <Puppet> did not question this truth in the years since the game began.
The soulless <Puppet> did not feel anxious or worried when faced with that truth.
So, after you’ve considered the above, let me just ask one question.
“For what reason are you living?”
- Is your answer to this question, truly based on your own free will?
- ………
Welcome to a frontier where infinite possibilities await—
Create a story that is truly your own!”
… That's what they all say
Exactly as the title states, the game called “Life”, is truly an epic game that lasts for a lifetime.
A literal once-in-a-lifetime adventure—the grand game- LIFE is.
NOW---
GAME START
Firstly, you cooperate with your parents and automatically undertake the process of character development and customization. After receiving blessings from your parents and many others in a touching opening cutscene, you can finally begin controlling your main character.
Even though the controls take a while to get used to, you eventually learn them, and you are thrown into a hub of social competition named – School.
The realm where this game takes place is – Earth.
Awaiting us as we’re tossed into a corner of that oversized map is a massive sandbox game. There we have a vast array of choices, a spectacular degree of freedom, and countless minigames. Inspired by the hype, we advance just as advertised, but it’s not long before we realize something.
—We were tricked.
Infinite possibilities – Well, this statement may not be false.
But the catch to this game, which no one told us is that we could do things our own way.
Disadvantages were caused by insufficient character levels, experience points, funds and not to mention spawn location.
Countless shackles constrict the freedom the game boasted, making a mockery of it.
However, we continued to work hard.
Trusting in the fanciful slogan, we constantly fell down and picked ourselves up.
We truly believed that we possessed infinite potential.
And so we work hard to raise our levels, improve our stats, make money.
Despite our complaints about the unfair conditions given due to the “Talents”
or “Qualities” and other skills we received during random character customization, we did not give up but relied on “Effort” to increase our experience points, endlessly working hard – That’s the kind of game “Life” is.
This really is a story that motivates and touches the heart, isn’t it?
- But, that has no meaning at all
No matter how high your score gets, you can never beat this game.
Even once you’ve got the levels, the stats, the cash, everything—now
THEY criticize you. Why?
—Because you “tried too hard.”
They tell you it isn’t fair at all.
Even though you won through your own effort. As soon as you have
something other people don’t, you’re told it’s cheating. And then you
get penalized.
Receiving punishment from seven billion other players, shackles were
imposed on us.
At this point, a thought flashed through our heads – -
"Does freedom truly exist in this game?"
No matter what choices we made, we would still receive criticisms from society, other players or from god-knows-where.
Even if we accepted the criticisms and continued on with the game, as long as we once again wished to achieve success, the same fate would befall upon us.
And then,
All of a sudden, you look back at the road you’ve walked and can’t help but see the truth: Your actions had nothing to do with your will. They were decided by someone else, directed, carried out under a tacit understanding
The path we have walked was only a pre-regulated path built according to a combination of the wishes and commands from others.
In a flash, your suspicion turns to doubt with a shade of conviction. They were right:
This bullshit game called life is indeed a vast, grand sandbox.
But—you aren’t the player.
So we unconsciously lowered our heads and looked down at our hands.
- Looking at those hands bound by infinite but yet infinitesimally small ropes, our suspicions turned into confirmations.
So we unconsciously surveyed our surroundings.
- Looking at the others around us bound by infinite yet infinitesimally small ropes, our confirmations turned into understanding.
All the players were actually puppets. Everyone was adhering to the countenances of others and fulfilling their preset role in this game called
“Life”. Just like puppets in a puppet show – Just like NPCs.
- This is the world as seen through the eyes of a <Puppet (NPC)>.
The <Puppet> did not question this truth in the years since the game began.
The soulless <Puppet> did not feel anxious or worried when faced with that truth.
So, after you’ve considered the above, let me just ask one question.
“For what reason are you living?”
- Is your answer to this question, truly based on your own free will?
- ………
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