In reply of what the old man said, Yahiko stuttered for some seconds, Heavy loads of unsloved mysteries hits his mind, As he thinks of how that old man knew his name.
"Calm down Yahiko !" The old man says, Yahiko in the process of breathing slowly replying, "After all of this happend, I still don't get why this is happening to me all of a sudden ? Why my imagination is gaining life ?"The old man of the alleyway route cough's, Then he took a bag where he picks out a flask, "Mind having Some Tea?", In the affirmative, Yahiko casually nodded, Acknowledging his offer,The Old man opened his flask, Displaying 2 ceramic mug's, He beagn to pour the hot tea in a soothing momentum"I weren't wrong, This is actually really wierd, Where the heck did those mugs came from ?, It's like when i was in my teenage years, A game where you should report anomilies, This is beyond then that, And his hospitality.....For some reason...I can recongnise that" Yahiko's puzzeled thoughts are indeed to be solved immediatly."I was hoping to offer you some sake" The old man said while sipping his tea.Simply denying the need, Yahiko replied "No need, I can't handle my liquor.....".The old man laugh's - "Oh cmon ! You look so tough, Why in the world my eyes are attracted to that physique of your's, The physique of a man who can't hold his liquor !" -"Unlike you, I am not a heavy drinker", Yahiko describes in annoyance. His expression in that immediate responds seems to remind him something, Something of a embarrassment he has been holding on to.- "And there's another anomaly i got there, How did i happen to know he is a heavy drinker ?, Is that even a fact ?, Why the theme of my reply seems that i already know him ?"Yahiko again, in his unique ability to think everytime in every situation...- "Huh ?" - Yahiko seems to be in a conclusion of proceeding a question to the old man..."Anything wrong ?", The old man asked.....- "Did someone just bickered something in a smooth cozy tone ?" -- "Oh ! You just realised that ? I thought you were sharp,....You seem to hear someone whispering something, It's non-other then the narrator himself bickering to the universe !!" - The old man had a sudden mood swing....- "What ? Narrator ?"- "Yes. a narrator..."- "Now i get some strings of this, I totally forgot i live in a weird world, Why should i forgot that ?, So, It's been added, Another anomaly, Where someone seems to narrate every actions in this world, It's like a story teller telling stories, Indeed, I am a civilian of a story, Is it possible that the god can change some plot of mine, The narrator seems to know everything of me" -- "No, no boy ! This world is a simulation, It doesn't have any laws, laws need to be created, A story without any goals and laws, Its just storytelling, The one who is reading us can't visualize enough to this world setting, You have a face of your own, but the reader may visualize you as their own likings" -- "What's with this reader thing ? Where did the narrator thing go ?" -- "Yes, The things you learned from me seconds before, It was about the narrator i meant, The reader itself is the narrator, That narrator is reading us, You can imagine it like that, ' A mother telling stories to her childrens in bed time', We have time boy, Until the narrator says good night to her children, It will be all over,- "Holy ** !, How much of this complex bull** i am going to consume ? Good night ? What ?" - Yahiko seems in great agony, A side of him shows the gluttony of knowledge, the other side recommends to forget it.....- "Again, Someone is muttering how i am feeling !, The world was fine a hour ago !....., So, This narrator thing is the god here am i right ?" - Yahiko perceives a confirmation"Hmmm, You are right, But at the same time, You are completely wrong ! You can say, There are two gods who manipulate the laws of this world,1. The Original Author who wrote us2. The reader/narrator, who could make a parody of us if the story doesn't end up as their likingsThe concept of parody came from this reason you see, You'll create a world similar to the world you can't accept, The thing you can't accept will always lead you to make a own delusion of yours, where the problems you don't like seems to be never happened, Why do you thing there are many many parodies of a single work ?" - The old man finishes -- "So the narrator has authority to render us huh ? With parodies ?" - Yahiko seems confused...- "Until the author permits them to do so, Of how much i can read you like a open book, So does the reader, Our secrets are not secret anymore, The reader will just keep reading us, There are many ways though, Such as the author failing his deadlines," -A tension between them arises, Yahiko replies " Deadlines ?" -The old man replied, - "Yes deadlines, here another thing to imagine for you, Imagine that the series we are in isn't just a book, it may be a weekly manga or a visual novel, We are characters here, i don't know actually what type of series our story is,As a example, The author of this writing's released the second chapter about a month later, even though he said every chapter are on thursday's, Did he failed to meet his deadlines ? Or he was all there using his precious time because he coudn't think of any ideas for the next chapter ? I would say he was sick though !"Yahiko yawn's - "The first thing that would hit my mind is that how shameless he can be ? Its just the second chapter ! He could have done dirty in the middle of his chapter counts....Why the second chapter off all ?" -- "He maybe gone to a hiatus or something, Just i was saying, the author taking breaks is a upper hand for us !, How so you must say ?, Its simple !, The story gets paused !, Our pace is not continued, We have time to do something for ourselves, The narrator or the reader can't read us for some time, And obviously its not enough info to make her create a parody, The story isn't at its main dish yet, The author needs to take breaks when the main plot comes, The readers tend to make parodies when the story is at its fruit....."- "I see, But how can we render this world ?, We are characters here, not the gods you know !" - Yahiko questioned the old man with a serious face....- "And thats where the story spices up for the first time !, Who said we can't be gods ? The imagination i was telling you, By that we can be further then the gods, We could debunk the author and the parody writers with Imagination, This may be why the author added the main dish as the term "Imagination" ! The author wouldn't have come up with this story without imagining right ? So do we ! We can imagine too ! And make it reality !" -"You may be right" Yahiko exhales.....- " Haha !....Have you noticed ? We are chatting and enojoying tea in a alleyway route, Isn't that somewhat wierd ? The old man seems to be shining with joy...- "Seem's like it though", Yahiko agreed with a smile...- "You know, There always a legendary man, Who stated that, History starts from a very dark corner in a alleyway route, Because most of his journey's and discoveries started from these" The old man seems to have a flashback, A face, which reflected on gathered rain water, The aspects of youth we do have ages ago ! - Does this youth still goes on ? The color of this world slowly vivids away, as the gods come to a conclusion for a finalization, Is the so called youth still had ended a long ago ?"CAN WE CALL THIS VIVID WORLD WHICH BICKERS EVERY MOMENTS OF LIFE, AS A STATE WHERE WE DO JUST SURVIVE AWAY ? NOT HOPING FOR PEACE ? THATS WHEN A CHARACTER OF A STORY TAKES INITIATIVE, WHERE HE WANTS A WORLD WHICH HAS FINALIZATION, BUT BEFORE THAT, A BEAUTIFUL LIFE OF ALL ASPECTS OF YOUTH, A PERFECT ENDING !"- "That's even stranger now, The narrator seems to story tell like the youthful animes do, A Rich young quote, In the backgrounds, Vilolins or orchestra shows their glow", Yahiko looks amazed looking at the deep starry sky.- "I have been eager to ask you, But what is your name old man ?" Yahiko with a face of sheer interest and great intellect of knowing each other.....- "I have a childish nickname, So you can just call me Senjuro", The old man smiles.....Yahiko sips some of his tea, - "So, Senjuro-san, Should i head back ?" -"It's up to your decision, But before you go, gaining some knowledge may be benevolent..." Senjuro assures...."No need, I think i get some of these things now, But still, you can continue". Yahiko assures back with obedience.- "You know, Your own imagination could kill you, unless you give that level of potential to them"- "I agree, I don't want to die, cause there is still many things i want to do before dying", Yahiko's deep voice ended as he exhaled.....- "I like your spirit !, Senjuro replied with a cheerful expression, His mysterious green eyes reflected something, Maybe deception ! Only he know what he is up to....Senjuro continues, - "So, as i said, We can imagine even the craziest thing ever, but ever thought of how these imagination colliding over reality ?"- "I don't know, It wasn't the first time that happend, Situations was so quick that it made me a rushy guy, I often used to still see my everyday ramen shop's owner, Even though he dies", Yahiko's face transformed into worrieness" -"Remember this boy, After the moment you have met me, Your life will take massive turns, So be prepared cause many things will happen in future, According to my master, This world always bicker something, The nature talks about itself is the easy way to put it down for now, It's just a moment of some seconds, Anything can happen, You will realise what i meant by that"- "By the way, Yahiko is my nickname, and Futabe is the surname, even though you know stuffs of me, My mother left me for this clan, I don't know why, She is still alive, atleast i think she is' - Yahiko's voice seems to be toning down.- "Your intuition is perfect, So i hope your mother is doing well, Don't expect me to spit info about her, I know what i need to know", Senjuro proposes condolences finishing it off with a grin.'THIS WORLD, ASIDE FROM HUMANS, MANY MORE THINGS STILL EMERGES, WE CAN;T BRAG, THEY ARE ALSO PART OF THE BALANCE'"Take this" - Senjuro hands over a lighter shaped metal case."What is this ? A lighter ?""No, you can call it a 'Blood Transmuter', according to the legends, A famous samurai called 'The Samurai of Imaginations' handed me this, though i still don't know how i ended up in history, maybe my mind got erased ? This is his blood, Which is said to be preserved by me for 60 years", Senjuro replies back"60 years's old Blood can ?" Yahiko replies with the mixture of shock and disgust.....- "This blood is called 'Eternal Satisfaction' or something, If you consume this, you will recieve a deliberate amount of satisfaction, It's up to your decision's if you want to, Just keep this" Senjuro assures with confidence.- "How could i know if it isn't drugs ?" Yahiko with suspicions throws a question....."I won't tell you, If you think it's drugs, Then throw it away" Senjuro angrily replied."Your time has come, Go back and replenish evil" Senjuro finishes after he cough's.....MHQ NEWS - Tokyo - "Report 66th at 12:00 pm""A human's skull and bones were found lying on the ground behind Nakamura Bar Club's opposite alleyway route. Native's think that it was lying around for many days or even years, Without peoples noticing".....SOZO NO KOKAI - IMAGINARY EFFECT - PATH II - END
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