MONSTER CODE PART 2
The failure to do things as one should do (Sloth)
Life is like a long racetrack.
Mankind had run through life within some control of it.
And there he was, ready to run alongside hundreds of athletes
They were staring at him strangely,
wondering if he was really serious
He was the only one among all those athletes without any cybernetic limbs or any special upgrades.
He was born on February 22, 2022, so when the NS-Δ (Neural Switch) was invented in the end-2030s, it wasn’t too late for him to catch up with the new technology.
However, he did not choose that path because of his mother's words to him: “God gave you the miracle of life, a healthy body, remember that, not everyone is blessed with that, my boy.”
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Therefore, he always felt he had everything in life and needed nothing more.
And now the race has begun, and everyone is running fast and nonstop.
He ran, but not as fast as the others. People in races like these don't just run; they dance and show off their latest upgrades.
While he was running, he was observing nature and the life around the soundlessness and calmness, to be the last in the race.
After a while of running alone, away from the other athletes.
He saw one of them stumbling, staring towards the sky
He asked her if she needed help to finish the race.
She didn't respond; she just stared at the sky, swaying and dancing along the side of the racetrack.
He felt that was odd, but it wasn't as if other athletes hadn't been dancing hours earlier at the start of the marathon.
Therefore, he kept moving at the same pace.
But with each step forward, he witnesses stranger and stranger things, as if the athletes who were once ready to show off their cybernetic upgrades; they no longer have the motivation to run.
And when he reached near the end of the track, he saw that horrific sight of the athletes' bodies stacked on top of each other like a pyramid that was due to the global Blackout Disconnection of the network in the 2050s.
When the network died, and when hundreds more were born via the emulator.
The world had turned inward, the Age of Disconnection had begun, and the race of life was beyond anyone’s control.
Except for him, as he was the only one who completed the race, first and last at the finish line.

