《Chaos》


 The Day The Bored Genius Died

    Couldn''t think of a better title...


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    ¡°Fuuu, the world.....its full of potential.....yet, how can it be so boring?¡±


    Really, even though the world was so interesting a few centuries...Nay, a few decades ago, how can it be so boring at the present?


    Although i find video games fun to play and develop, it is but a temporary solution for my utter boredom.


    ¡°Professor~! Isn¡¯t it rude to sigh and complain about how boring this is....in middle of giving a lecture?!¡±


    I turned around to face the red haired, blue eyed Assistant of mine and said ¡°Well it can¡¯t be helped, right? Nothing i say will even go through their numb skulls.¡±


    While saying that, i turned around and pointed toward the filled to the brim classroom that could easily fill two hundred students.


    Honestly, this classroom is too huge.


    My late 30s assistant is bowing her head toward the students.....and unexpectedly, the students are all having a wry expressions between them. Not even a single one of them is having an expression of rage or anger.....almost all of them smiled bitterly while looking at the blackboard behind me.


    I mean, no offense, but they¡¯re all a bunch of idiots.


    ¡°Really.....not even a single one of you can solve this......?¡±


    I took a look behind me, toward the 3.7 meter wide blackboard with the simple equation that i¡¯ve written for the students as a brain exercise--a starter of sorts.


    ¡°Fuuu....really, what a boring world it is. Hey Emily, can you solve this for me?¡±


    I toss the ball toward Emily, and take a second to think for a bit.


    Emily gave a smile not too different from the students¡¯ and walked toward toward the board behind me.


    Now then.....


    I¡¯ve had this sense of boredom for a very, very long time now.


    I¡¯ve had it ever since i was born.


    I¡¯ve always felt this world was....empty.


    In the end, the world is in the hands of nothing but cowards.


    What happened to the golden age?


    The ages of warfare?


    Indeed, the current world is nothing but filled with boredom.....no excitement at all.


    If not for video games, then i would¡¯ve killed myself already.


    I do not believe in heaven or hell.....nor reincarnation for that matter.


    But that¡¯s simply my opinion.


    I know a lot of people of the same status as i, a professor at Harvard, that believe in religion.


    I mean, if you take a simple modern smartphone and go back in time for 30, no, 10 years, and you¡¯ll be hailed as a messenger of god.


    ......or perhaps a simple madman.


    ¡°P-professor, I-i¡¯m  finished!¡±


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    I take a quick look toward my watch, and see that 10 minutes have passed already.


    ¡°That took awfully a lot of time.....well, as long as you¡¯ve done it right, then its fine.¡±


    I turned around to face the board, which was filled to the brim with calculations, while Emily starts explaining exactly how she solved the problem.


    ¡°Although the equation proved to be quite easy at first, and short at that, but it is unexpectedly quite long...as expected of the professor. At first, i had trouble about how to approach it....but the answer was that i need to solve them a step at a time! its a new way to solve equations, and that to have the equation be made into parts, and solving each one on its own, and in/ the end, piece them all together!¡±


    ¡°--Except that the answer is off the mark by miles.¡±


    Really, what kind of gibberish am i looking at?


    ¡°How can you even call something so unsightly math? No offense Emily, but exactly how did you become my assistant?¡±


    ¡°Because no one else would take the job.....Even though you¡¯re known to be one of the most brilliant minds to ever walk the earth, your personality is nothing but.....¡±


    You think i didn¡¯t notice that?


    Although i always get caught in the rabbit hole--in my own thoughts, I am not stupid enough to not understand a simple thing such as ¡®emotions¡¯.


    With that being said, i took up the eraser and simply made room under the question, enough for me to answer and paid no heed toward the rest of the gibberish written.


    ¡°..............¡±


    Emily and the students alike fell silent as i finished solving the problem in less than 4 seconds.


    ¡°Now then, was that pretty hard?¡±


    Both Emily and the students opened their mouths in shock, as they looked at the simplified answer i gave.


    Its an answer that didn¡¯t take much space, if any at all, compared to Emily¡¯s.


    ¡°W-woah....i-i can¡¯t understand what you¡¯ve done.....at all.....¡±


    ¡°Hmph.¡±


    Really, Emily was not incompetent at all. Heck, she was the best at this field before i came around.


    Even though Mathematics isn¡¯t my strong point, She stepped down in order to have me teach it, and even volunteered to be my assistant.


    But in the end, she is a ¡®normal¡¯.


    Really, what a boring world.


    ¡°With that being said, Let¡¯s continue.¡±


    And after that, i finished my three hours lecture without a hitch at all.


    ¡°Phew, finally~ A break!¡±


    I quickly jumped toward the couch, which sent the controller that was positioned there to jump toward the sky, aiming as high as it can until the gravity pulls it toward the ground, denying its flying for freedom.


    I catch the controller before it hits the ground perfectly and then click the start button on it.


    With a *Beep*, The console started.


    I quickly chose the game that was pre-installed in the console, which was a first person shooter game.


    ¡°Really, this is the only enjoyment left in the world!¡±


    Although i find the world immensely empty and dark.....this thing is the sole light of hope which fills this emptiness.


    I especially like this FPS game, Call of Honor, because of its chaotic community.


    Chaos really is the origin of the universe.


    Without such thing as chaos.....life would be empty.


    Murder, arguments, theft, blackmail, bullying, treason.


    All of these are forms of chaos.


    All of them are what makes life so interesting.


    As the game began to run its own unskippable opening, i heard the lab¡¯s triple lock security being unlocked one after the other.


    Oh yes, i forgot to mention.


    I, who has his own research lab in the Harvard campus, am living in it.


    This whole place is the closest thing to a ''home'' i have.


    With no parents or relatives, this is the only place where i can truly call home....


    And there are only three people who know the said passwords.


    That is me, the 29th president of Harvard and my assistant.


    ¡°Really professor.....when are you going to fix that twisted personality of yours......?¡±


    With a tired yet cheerful tone of voice, my so called assistant, Emily, enter the lab and closed the door and locked the door.


    Without turning around, i gave a smile and answered her with ¡°When you start learning the basics of mathematics!¡±


    She gave a dry laugh as she slowly walked toward me.


    ¡°Oh yeah, Emily. i finished a few research papers...you¡¯ll find them at that drawer. Make sure to submit them in time for next month¡¯s research conference. okay?¡±


    Emily continued to walk with slow, heavy steps as she answered with an ¡°Okay~¡±


    You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.


    As soon as the opening for the game finished, i proceeded toward the ¡®Multiplayer¡¯ menu, ignoring the ¡®Single Player¡¯ and ¡®Options¡¯ menus.


    ¡°Hahaha. to think that you won¡¯t even allow me to play a single game.¡±


    As i turned around, i saw Emily, with her blue eyes opened to the fullest in shock.


    But of course, that didn¡¯t last for long, as bloodlust began to overtake her shock as she held a polished, sharp military knife


    ¡°Tsk.....How did you know?¡±


    ¡°But of course. you almost Never lock the door....and not to mention, you¡¯d never respond with an ¡®Okay¡¯ when i request you to submit my papers. You¡¯d usually respond with a ¡®Take them yourself, you lazy professor.¡¯¡±


    I noticed that my field of vision began to distort and twist, which brought me great delight.


    ¡°Hey. Why are you smiling like that in this kind of situation?¡±


    She asked a very obvious question.


    Really, she is stupid after all.


    ¡°Don¡¯t you know? People smile when they¡¯re happy.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m about to kill you....and you¡¯re saying that you¡¯re happy?!¡±


    ¡°Come on, do it!¡±


    She probably expected me to ask her ¡®why¡¯ she¡¯s doing this.


    But i already knew.


    With the way i abuse her every day, being forced to step down for my sake, and the sheer effort she puts into something that doesn¡¯t bare fruit, something that i can do without zero effort at all would someday cloud her judgment.


    Today was simply the day that she could no longer hold out, the day where her envy and wrath has reached its max.


    Do it!


    Bring me chaos!!


    This is what i¡¯ve been searching for all these years!!!


    ¡°You......you¡¯re a madman. You¡¯re not a genius.....you¡¯re insane!!!¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no need to repeat yourself, Emily~ And i think you know this already, but there is a thin line between genius and insanity!¡±


    She clenched her hand which held the knife, and gritted her teeth pretty hard as well.


    She looked conflicted, so i got up, threw my controller at her hand that held the knife and jumped to slam her toward the ground.


    *Kliiing*


    ¡°Kuaah!¡±


    I held both of her hands toward the floor while positioning myself on top of her stomach.


    She glared at me with her crystal clear blue eyes, which my i could see my reflection upon.


    A white haired middle man, with a smile similar to that of Cheshire¡¯s cat. His black eyes were filled with nothing but Deep madness.


    ¡°Really, Emily. i really think that you didn¡¯t think this through at all.....and that is beautiful! exactly what i imagined!!¡±


    I began to shout how majestic her current appearance was, while she looking straight at me horrified.


    ¡°Y-you....insane.....fucker........m-monster........!¡±


    She struggled to get free with all her might.


    I blinked a few times while muttering ¡°Mosnter.....monster....¡±


    Indeed.


    Thinking clearly, i am a monster.


    So what?


    Monsters are something beautiful themselves.


    Ahhh.


    I see.


    A lion would simply grow bored in a small forest which everyone simply obeyed him, with no challenger making an appearance.


    In the same way, i grew bored in a world too small for myself.


    ¡°Haha.....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!¡±


    I let go of her hands while i hold my own face.


    ¡°THIS PLACE IS TOO FUCKING SMALL!!!!¡±


    ¡°You Monster.¡±


    As the voice muttered that, a sudden, sharp pain rang through my neck.


    My vision quickly turned red.....and then dark.


    I tried to make a sound, but it seems she got the knife through my neck, damaging the vocal cords.


    But this is fine.


    Dying this way is more interesting and satisfying than dying of old age or illness.


    Hehe, i knew this would happen at one point....but i hope she finds my gift~


    I tried to move my finger, which was probably smeared with my own blood.


    I don¡¯t know.


    I no longer can feel anything at all, nor see.


    Nay, i can feel the warmth escaping my body.


    I moved my finger, trying to write a message that she probably will ignore even if its been written correctly.


    And as soon as i finished writing, my conscious blacked out in an instance


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    ¡° ¡®See you in hell.¡¯.......pfft. you don¡¯t even believe in such a thing.¡±


    I laughed at the message that monster left, as i started to clean up the mess i created.


    I need to get rid of this body pretty fast after all.


    I already prepared a truck and everything, and plan on dumping him somewhere far from here that they Wouldn¡¯t be able to even find him.


    With that, i won¡¯t be linked with this case.


    He¡¯ll be treated as a missing person.


    Its basically a win-win situation.


    He wanted to die and i wanted him killed.


    ¡°Right. need to find those research papers and write my own name on ¡®em.....i need achievements if i want to go up the ranks~!¡±


    I quickly leave the bloodied body, with the bloodied knife in one hand.


    I quickly open the drawer, after making sure that my hand is clean of any blood.


    And there, i find 7 think stacks of research papers.


    ¡®Black Holes¡¯ ¡®Time travel¡¯ ¡®An Error in The Theory of Relativity¡¯ ¡®Prime Numbers¡¯ and many unbelievable scientific papers that could change the world.


    .....All imbued with the name ¡°Emily Rose¡±


    With those alone, the weight of the sins i just committed began to feel real.


    With the adrenaline rush calming down, i came to my senses and knelt down on the spot crying.


    What did i just do....


    The whole country will be frantic enough to turn the whole world upside down for him if he¡¯s ever missing...


    I look behind toward the body, and saw the message yet again.


    ¡°See you in hell~¡±


    ¡°Right....he saw this coming...and left me an answer. i just have to die! how can i not think of something so simple?¡±


    I quickly brought the knife toward the nape of my neck.


    A quick wave of hesitation took over me, and my hands shook.


    The knife fell toward the ground.


    ¡°Ah....Ah....!¡±


    ¡°FREEZE! WE HAVE THE WHOLE BUILDING SURROUNDED!!¡±


    W-woah?!


    T-the cops?!?!?!?


    ¡°Y-you bastard......you knew about this.........?! do you want me to follow you that much!?¡±


    I already know that only the death sentence awaits me.


    I killed the most brilliant mind the country after all.


    ¡°I¡¯d rather die with honor!¡±


    Withe my hesitation almost gone to zero, i jumped toward the bloodied knife and held it toward my nape yet again.


    ¡°Hmph.¡±


    I put all of my force into my hands, and pushed through.


    Unknowing to her that the earlier sounds came from the loud TV.


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    This is the first time i try to write a story...so yeah....sorry......


    Well, please excuse me on the rough parts....


    english isn''t my first language....


    Also, if you did enjoy, i have a sad piece of information for you.


    I dont know when the next chapter is going to be released due to the fact that Midterms start at monday, so yup.

 Reincarnation

    ¡°...............¡±


    ¡°..................¡±


    ¡°I-its a b-boy!¡±


    .......?


    W-where is this?


    I try to look around, only to see the fearful eyes of many....giants.


    Nay, its simple to say that i¡¯m the one who has shrunk.


    My hands look very small compared to theirs, but it looks pretty average for me.


    ¡°I-is there something wrong with my child?!¡±


    The timid yet furious man lashed out at what looked like a nurse, while the nurse herself avoided eye contact and sought help from the one who is clad in a white coat--the doctor.


    I looked above to see the giant who held my body, and she smiled toward me bitterly.


    I took another look toward myself, covered in a towel smeared in blood.


    Hmm.


    I see.


    I¡¯ve just been given birth to, eh.


    Seeing that i¡¯ve been silent all along, i can now understand why the man is shouting left and right toward every figure in the room.


    If that¡¯s the case, then the woman passed out in the bed a bit ways from here-or perhaps she¡¯s near but i can only perceive it as a distance- Is my mother.....then i¡¯ve been reincarnated, no?


    Hmm.


    Truly, this is a pickle...


    Now then, i realized why the man is angry....time to calm him down.


    I opened my mouth, and began to utter the most devastating sound i can.


    And that is, a cry.


    With that, the man froze for a bit and then broke down crying.


    With a very relieved expression, he cried while holding onto the person nearest to him.


    I have absolutely no idea what¡¯s happening right now, but it seems like everything might work out.


    My only concern is the woman, who might be my mother, safety.


    It¡¯ll be troublesome if she died after all.


    Well, let¡¯s hope for the best.


    Even if she died, i do not see her as a parent anyway.


    Well then, i¡¯ve played many games and read many novels about reincarnation....let us hope this one is filled with magic and murder.


    But based on the technology in this room, its a bit rural.....but it might be world similar to mine.


    The thing is, and this is a theory based on the knowledge i have, is that.....based on the law of conservation of


    energy, is that no energy may be created or destroyed.


    Let¡¯s say i died....and energy left my body. I.E the soul, and went to the universe so to say.


    Then that would usually mean a dead end, i¡¯ll remain as an ¡®energy¡¯ flowing through the universe, with no conscience whatsoever.


    But, this is hypothetical, what if another universe-this is based on the theory of the multiverse-sucked said energy.......and converted it into its proper form, a soul.


    Then that would be scientifically acceptable, a way of reincarnation.


    Really, i¡¯m such a genius.


    But rebirth...eh.


    This could mean that such a thing as ¡®God¡¯ doesn¡¯t exist.


    Or this whole system was designed by a god...


    Well whatever.


    Now that i know reincarnation is not possible, its time to go all out.


    Death?


    Why fear such a thing.


    Life has just proven itself to be a program--a game that with every Gameover, you¡¯ll start a brand new adventure in a brand new world.


    If a game like that were to be created, it¡¯ll be pretty popular.


    ¡°Uwaaah~¡±


    ¡°Booee~¡±


    Hmm?


    Oh....what a horrible smell!


    While being stuck in my thoughts, it seemed like i¡¯ve been transported to the location where they keep the newborn babies.


    The smell.....the smell!!


    It could easily be a torture method, and excel at such!!!


    Hmm....


    T-this is.....


    I feel as if.....i¡¯ve lost something?


    No, it might be this body¡¯s instincts.


    Because....it looks like i¡¯m crying at the moment.


    it...seems like......this body....takes control..........


    Altho....ugh m....y b.....rain.............


    ¡°UWAAAAAAAAAAAH!!¡±


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    ¡°..........¡±


    Hmm.


    Really interesting....


    It seems that i blacked out.


    Right now, i¡¯m in a small bed in an unfamiliar room.


    I¡¯m saying that its a small bed based on my own common knowledge, because this is a barred baby bed.


    I honestly feel like i¡¯m being imprisoned....well, this is an interesting experience all in itself.


    If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.Alright, time to mess with who ever my parent is!


    ¡°Uwaaaaah~¡±


    I honestly think that i¡¯m losing my pride as a man every time i say this.....but i never had one to begin with.


    My motto is that doing everything fun Asap!


    Ohh....it seems that my body took over the crying.


    Cool, this is actually quite amazing...human instinct that is.


    Hopefully that Emily found my present.


    I¡¯ve prepared that ever since she stepped down.


    I know her personality oh so well.


    She¡¯s a nice person, a nice person that could easily be affected by stress and suggestion that is.


    She saw me playing violent games on many occasions, if not daily, which is a strong suggestion to that with a weak mind.


    With doing her a favor after killing me, it¡¯ll awaken her conscious and she¡¯ll surrender herself.


    Better yet, she might kill herself!


    ¡°Ahh, shut up already!¡±


    The not-so-timid anymore man opened the slammed the door open, and my body reacted with more crying.


    The man then realized what he¡¯s done, and looked apologetic as he slowly entered, as to not make a sound that¡¯ll startle me.


    Yes.....enter......come closer...quieter.....


    ¡°UWAAAAAAAAAH~!!!!¡±


    ¡°Woah?!¡±


    The man jumps back in surprise, while my crying has gone up to the top of my lungs.


    ¡°Hey~! What are you doing?! agitating him.....you¡¯re bothering the neighbors y¡¯know!¡±


    A high pitched voice rang through the air, a one that calmed my body unwillingly.


    Is this the power of love?


    Or perhaps is my body cowering in fear......?


    I know for sure the man is, he even fell to his knees.


    But he soon stood up, smiling and walked toward me.


    ¡°Luke......i¡¯m your father.¡±


    ........?!


    Woah, so old!


    ¡°Hey~! How many times have i told you that his name isn¡¯t Luke, its Jack!? And he won¡¯t get the joke already!¡±


    ¡°Ehh~ but i wanted a son just so i can say this joke......¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s horrible! no more dinner for you mister!!¡±


    ¡°W-woah, it was a joke! a j-o-k-e!!!¡±


    So lame........


    But with this, it confirms that its a world similar to mine.......


    Either way, this place sucks.


    i wonder if i can fast forward........


    .....Oh, i might.....can?


    It seems like this body has a will of its own, so if i were to ¡®mentally¡¯ sleep.....


    It¡¯s something that i just realized.....


    My ¡®mind¡¯ is only taking a part of the body, a part that i can control very well.


    I can force it into ¡®sleep mode¡¯ just like a computer.


    But with that, comes two risks.


    The first one is that i might not be able to wake up.


    Really, that one is a no brainer.


    I need a small part to be awake, so to force start myself.


    Without that, i might be asleep for god knows how long.


    The second risk is that my own personality is going to be mushed with the emerging one, if i did wake up.


    The ideal situation would be that if i wake up, he shuts down.


    But....well, its quite risky really.


    While thinking as such, a stunning woman enters the room.


    She has straight, long blue hair....that the word ¡®beautiful¡¯ fails to describe.


    Her sharp black eyes would make you sigh in acceptance that she is beyond your league, the fact that ¡®every flower hides thorns¡¯ was the very visualization of her.


    In comparison...the man is pretty normal.


    Oh right, right.


    I must not lose focus!


    O-ohh?


    The woman who was wearing a simple large T-shirt and jeans trotted toward me.


    As soon as she reached me, she proceeded into lifting me.


    Slowly, she balanced me toward her chest, and took off one hand from my back and toward her own chest.


    She took out one of her breasts, and revealed a pink perky nipple unlike the rumored black ones.


    Did she use magic to keep their colors?


    I don¡¯t know.


    My hands by themselves extended toward her exposed breast, and i became the victim of a baby play.


    J-just so you know....i¡¯m not into that, okay?!


    This is giving me more reasons to shut myself off....