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Chapter 10 - The Sin of The Past I

Couple of decades ago. There is a child who is around four years old, that child is 'Karl Friedrich'. While he was a student in 'Sunshine Kindergarten'—he met another child who seems to be the exact criteria of quiet student.

Karl greeted him and asked what is his name.

"..."

"I see, you're not that open am I right?"

The kid nods, Karl smiles gently as he calmly reply.

"My name is Karl Friedrich, let's become friends?"

The quiet kid calmly respond.

"Sure"

Karl smiles and says to him with those calm demeanor of his.

"Friends sounds simple, how about 'Best Friends Forever'? After all you're the first person I talked to in this kindergarten."

The quiet kid respond to Karl.

"Best friends forever? Sounds childish, but joyful. Sure, so... we're best friends forever now am I right?"

Karl smiles softly, then he calmly reply.

"Obviously, and apparently since we're best friends now. Whatever happens, I got your back and you got mine. How does that sounds?"

The quiet kid respond to him.

"So basically best friends forever but having the necessary of being useful and helpful for one another?"

Karl calmly reply to him.

"Best friends forever isn't about being useful or helpful for one another own benefits, but being there for one another—it is the strings of connection that binds them into together as a real best friends forever. Not for one own benefits, because if it's about being useful and helpful for each other—then it would be helper or servant, perhaps something that is quite sensitive words if I were to say."

The kid listen to him as he speaks, then he calmly reply.

"Even so, the factual meaning for best friends means being there for your own friends in which it is being useful and helpful. Useful by being there for one own benefits depending on the situations and being helpful by helping them regardless whether it is necessary or isn't."

Karl calmly reply to him as chuckle gently.

"Well, based on your statement it isn't best friends anymore but helper, worker or even servant when needed. However, I have mentioned that it is the strings of connection that binds them into together as a real best friends forever. Regardless of the situation of being necessary or needed, in the end it is two or more individuals who claims to be best friends who must being there and help one another depends whether being ask to or do so out of sympathy or empathetically."

The kid listen and calmly reply to Karl.

"We have been talking about what is real definition of 'BestFriendsForever'and sounds a bit too mature for our own age. But yeah, I don't see the problems of being a best friends with you or anyone."

Karl Friedrich calmly reply to him.

"Mature, immature, reasonable or not reasonable. Who would genuinely bother of what we said? In the end, they would forget it and mind their own business and see us as nothing more but a small child who hasn't develop the brain and the capability to question life itself nor being a human."

The kid reply to Karl with the exact calm demeanor as him.

"Indeed. They would think a child wouldn't have the capability of doing so because they simply sees and thought of us as nothing more but undeveloped children's who is all happy and joyful—when they forget the that their own perspectives is what blinds them from seeing something further than the limit that they had set subconsciously."

"Although the statistical chart proves that the percentage analysis of children's hasn't develop their brain to be able to questioning something much deeper—they tend to mostly see the one that they chose to see and think constantly, as if there isn't another chart that shows a young child like us possess the capability to questioning our own thought and self-belief when in fact there is those who could and had developed rapid development within them doesn't matter if it's intellectually nor physically." said by Karl to him.

"The poorest state of one's mind is to believe that what one possesses is all that can be—while letting themselves remain unaware of much more possibilities with variable outcomes that are something far greater and exists beyond one's understanding." said by the kid to Karl Friedrich.

Karl calmly respond to him.

"Well, enough of the topic regarding the rationality of one's own state of mind or whatever it is. Let's bring back the topic from earlier, what is your name though? I do not get yours but I gave mine. So...come on, I want to know your name."

The kid calmly reply to Karl Friedrich.

"Sure, after all there's no point of not telling when you will know eventually am I right? My name is Maximus Von Fáfnir. Yeah I know, it sounds a bit like germany. But hey? It's my parents who named me, not myself."

Karl calmly respond to Maximus.

"Buddy, you have a name that sounds better than mine. Perhaps better than anyone in this kindergarten. Anyway, now that we're best friends forever, let's act too immature and playing around for no reason at all?"

Maximus Von Fáfnir replies to Karl Friedrich calmly.

"Yeah, after all I feel quite energetic, so let's be a dumb kid who thinks the world is all sunshine and rainbows."

The two of them begin to spend their time as two individuals who became best friends forever.

Then.

Karl Friedrich wake up from his sleep, he slowly open his eyes and realized it was a dream about his memories—it all felt real. Like a flashback of memories that can never be interrupt because the one that dreams about it, can only spectating the whole memories of theirs and can't change any scenarios inside it as it is simply impossible. Unless it's a false alternative dream with projection of past memories, then it would be possible.

Karl shifted his position and sit on the edge of his bed, he begin to thought to himself.

"Maximus Von Fáfnir...why am I dreaming about him out of sudden, the last time it happened...is when I was twenty, but apparently I'm much older than young me. Why does the memories about him begin to resurface again...I thought I had kept it within my lowest locked up mind to forget about him, but it seems to be...it seems to be that the lock and the imaginary chains inside my mind isn't that strong anymore. Any moment when I sleep, I am sure this kind of flashbacks would occur again."

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