《The Structural hack.》


 Prologue

    There was light. Then a world appears, angel and immortal flying above it. Flowing through the creamy cloud when its part, a society build of a high building are shown. Underneath the dark of the society, abnormal creature exists, in the light people walk unaware of it.


    Today is a bright sunny day, warm and humid. Pleasant and touching. On the planet called earth, our main character is snoring in the house that is two stories high. The alarm clock sounded with a ring, ¡± Ding-ding Ding ding.! ¡±


    Zen woke up from the alarm clock. Feeling irritated he punch it down and pull up his cover, continuing to sleep. On the floor, the alarm clock laid silent when it abruptly rung again.


    Jumping up from his bed, Zen in his sleeping pajama yelled, ¡± What is wrong with this alarm clock?!¡±. Snatching the alarm clock out of the floor, he threw it out of a second story building. A second later, Zen hear it hit the ground with a bang!


    ¡± Finally! That will shut that up! That will teach you who¡¯s the boss.. ¡± ¨C Zen


    ¡± Ding!!! Ding!! ¡±


    ¡± Oh, for fu¡­ Arghh. Can¡¯t say a bad word, Can¡¯t say it! ¡± ¨C Zen repeated his self-made mantra for an umpteen time.


    (¡± Keep it PG and there will be no problem. No problem-mo. Accento is bad. ¡±), Zen thought incoherently.


    Usually, his head is filled with many tests and try mentality causing him to be stuck with making a funny accent of people he heard from in his mind.


    Looking down, he saw that he is still in his pajamas so he took it off and change it to his school uniform.he has set the alarm to 8 p.m today, meaning that he is about to run rate and did not have the luxury to eat nor drink.The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Sprinting down the stair while fumbling and tripping, he reached the house entrance. Opening the door he is greeted by a sudden bright light which promptly adjusts and give his vision back. Looking at his wrist, he realized that he forgot his watch. Making a hurried round trip back, he grabbed the watch.


    Running over to the school, he greeted a few people here and there. He is kinda a celebrity here because of his inconceivable act like throwing the alarm clock out of the window but according to the doctor, Zen is actually the epitome peak of a normal man. However, Zen doesn¡¯t really care about fame but doesn¡¯t mind it when it will not harm him.


    Passing by the beach that connects to his school, he saw seagulls, bright yellow sand and a clear water that flow onto the land. He always takes a breather here, looking at the view and the island further away wondering about any problems he had and then forgetting about them, since it meant nothing to him under the help of the glorious view.


    This often takes his mind off thing, including school work or overdue project. Water slightly rolled down Zen eyes making a spark on his cheek from the light reflection.


    (¡± I am not crying, it is just that the view irritated my sweat gland making it possible to sweat with my eyes. That is definitely it! *chuckle* Who am I telling this too? It is just me here, a bit of honesty can do.¡±) ¨C Zen thought.


    What Zen didn¡¯t notice is that above his head a small burning object that pierces the cloud at an extreme speed is dropping off at his position.


    A sonic boom sounded the object transverse the boundary of sound, directly hitting Zen in the head which causes a crunch sound, knocking him fast unconscious.


    A second later, Zen pick himself off the ground and pat the sand out of his pant. Zen right now is totally confused. He felt that he had a lapse of focus for a second and then he was on the floor, face first.


    Zen quickly dismissed that thought and renew his energy to run to the school by taking in the view one last time.


    At the beach where Zen left, a depression slowly forms and a pit hundred meter wide in diameter appears. This definitely tells the mystery of Zen survival and what the object might be.


    We are going to find out in the next episode of One Piece, :D

 I have a dream... Where there is a tsunami... Of finger.

    Waking up in a bright room Zen look around. There is no one in sight but him alone. Looking confused, he observed his surrounding. He questioned why he is at the hospital of all places. He remembers that he was walking to the school until that excruciating pain comes, lasting a mere moment but an eternity to him. He hated it, that feeling of powerlessness. If he doesn¡¯t have a goal before then now he wanted to be stronger, he wanted power!


    Getting up from his bed, Zen notice that he was wearing a white loose robe. He recognized that it is the hospital cloth used for the patient such as himself. Walking ahead, abruptly he could feel a tug in his arm and a piercing pain. He looks over his shoulder and finds that a needle was tape to his arm, periodically injecting him with something.


    Clenching his teeth, Zen pull it out with a whimper and throw it away. Weirdly he could feel that he is pathetically weak, like he hasn¡¯t exercised for a week or even months.


    Swinging the door open, he found an empty hallway with trolley, chair and a counter up ahead. The hallway is lit and seems well preserved. The smell of disinfectant waft through Zen nose making him light-headed and sleepy.


    After a while of walking around, Zen conclude that there is no one here and that there is no window to look outside. He searches around the hospital for an exit or a clock. Unfortunately, to Zen distressed, there is no exit in this labyrinth. Yes, you heard it right, a labyrinth! Every place he visited is new and not the same, making him panic. Trying to find a way back also failed because every path he traversed change mysteriously.


    Zen need to make sure of his situation so he finds a door, memorize the hallway he was at now, and get inside the room while closing the door. Waiting three seconds for the supernatural to do its wonder, he opens the door and what greets his eye is a new hallway, bigger and brighter. With this, he knows that he is not going to get back anytime soon.


    Fortunately though is that in this new room there is a clock overhanging from the ceiling. Not that it helps Zen because the clock handle is missing and the number of time is misplaced with alphabet letter, not to mention in the wrong order.


    The clock is in Zen reach, so he carefully pulls it down to investigate. Asking loudly to himself and no one else in particular, ¡± Why is it like this? ¡±This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Promptly, Hearing Zen questioned a voice answer.


    *Ding*


    * Investigating*


    * Wait three second.. *


    Umm, Zen thought. Am I finally going crazy?


    ? To answer host question: It is the clock of a dream. Stop time for three seconds.


    The clock of dream? So does that mean I am in a dream right now? They say that to know if you are in a dream is to count your finger and find an abnormality in it, let try doing that now.


    Let see.. Zen raised his hand up to his eye level and begin to count.


    One.. Cmon


    Two.. Ok..


    Three.. Why is it so hard to count?


    Four¡­ Counting with bob Zen everyone. Who need painting when you can count right?


    Five¡­ Getting there.


    Six.. You¡¯re close.


    Seven.. I am out of idea to motivate myself.


    Eight¡­ Arghh, just a bit more.


    Nine¡­ I can see the light!


    TEN!!! Ha Ha! Everything seem normal..


    Wait.. Am I seeing that right?


    Elven.. You..


    Twelve.. Got


    Thirteen¡­ To be


    Fourteen, fifteen, absgqubehsu. Kidding me.


    To Zen horror, His hand keeps growing more and more finger. It grows more and more and it creates a wave of the tsunami that swept Zen out of his feet and is pushing him onto the end of the room. His eye sharper than before from panic saw a wall of blade and skull at the end of the hallway. If this connect then he will be punctured to death!


    Looking around, he can not find anything that can help him except a shrink clock of a dream that he quickly pocket in desperation. Nearing the end of the hallway, in fear Zen shouted out, ¡± Stop! It!¡±


    The tsunami as if didn¡¯t hear his plead kept on going. Closing his eye, Zen brace himself for the pain of being puncture. However, the pain didn¡¯t come.


    Opening his eye slowly, he saw that the tsunami made of countless finger stop. He didn¡¯t know what is going on until seeing one of the trolleys seemingly stuck in midair. He concluded that the time stop. He stops the time!


    It does make sense that he stop time since it is his dream after all but being extremely lucid, Zen couldn¡¯t help but be very happy that he avoided an imminent crisis.


    ¡±HAHAHA! You started it dream! Continue trying! I got time in my hand. Hehe. ¡±


    Suddenly!!


    A splash sound echo throughout the empty hallway. Zen felt something piercing his chest. Glancing down, he saw tens of blade sticking out of him. In his last breathe, he uttered, ¡± You son of a.. ¡± before the light in the hallway gradually darken and falls to darkness.


    Darkness.. Is all Zen could see. Doesn¡¯t know how long he has to wait until finally he saw light. Following it. It get brighter and brighter until finally, Zen found out that he has open his eye and that he was in his room and in his pajama. Looking at the time ¡±5:00 a.m¡±, and seeing that it is the same day where he felt the excruciating pain. Zen sigh, relieved.


    That is all a dream, nice...


    ? Ding! Say system to open the interface.