Ophious

I hate nice girls. Just exchanging greetings with them will get them on your mind. Start texting each other, and your heart will be set a flutter. If they call you, you're done for. Enjoy staring at your logs and grinning like a fool. However, I won't get fooled again. That's what your kind calls kindness. If you're nice to me, you're nice to others. I always end up nearly forgetting that. Reality is cruel, so I'm sure lies are a form of kindness. Thus, I say kindness itself is also a lie. I always ended up with these expectations. And I always ended up with these misunderstandings. And before I knew it, I stopped hoping. A highly trained loner is once bitten, twice shy. As a veteran on this battlefield of life, I've gotten used to losing. That's why I always hate nice girls.
No single thing is perfect by itself. That's why we're born to attract other things to make up for what we lack. I think we start walking in the right direction only after we start getting our counterparts besides us.
In essence, language accounts for a mere 30% of human communication. The other 70% is made up of information collected from eye movements and other body languages. With that, even a loner who never takes part in conversation can pull off 70% of what we consider communication.
Relying on someone, helping each other out, and supporting each other. Most would say that's the right thing to do. However, that's just idealistic. In reality, someone always gets the short end of the stick.
Moving on doesn't mean you forget about things. It just means you have to accept what's happened and continue living.
"You can't run away" is an ideal for the strong. You're not always wrong. Society, the world, the people around you - often someone else is in the wrong. To think that you can change is adapting to this cruel, indifferent, trashy world. It's admitting defeat and servility. You're simply deceiving yourself by dressing it up with pretty words.
There is no such thing as perfect in this world. That may sound cliche, but it’s the truth. The average person admires perfection and seeks to obtain it. But what’s the point of achieving perfection? There is none. Nothing. Not a single thing. I spit on perfection! If something is perfect, then there is nothing left. There is no room for imagination. No place left for that person to gain additional knowledge or abilities. Do you know what that means? For scientists such as us, perfection only brings despair. It is our job to create things more wonderful than anything before them, but never to obtain perfection. A scientist must be a person who finds ecstasy while suffering from that antinomy.
When humans are faced with truly terrifying circumstances, they don't think about other people around them. They're even willing to sacrifice those around themselves. By exposing that unsightly part of them, they can no longer get along.
"The important thing is to take part." Famous words spoken by Pierre de Frédy, Baron de Coubertin during a speech. However, this quote tends to be frequently misused and serves as kind of a threat to force participation. There are tons of wild-goose chases in this world, y'know. If the most important thing is to take part, then surely one could find meaning in not taking part as well. And if everything's worth experiencing, then there's little doubt that the feeling of not experiencing something is, in itself, worth experiencing. In fact, you could even call it a valuable experience to not experience something everyone else does.
You came into my life as a story, you left as a legend.
What hurts the most isn't Good-Bye, it's the what ifs that appear in your mind afterward.
People who don't work hard don't have the right to be envious of the people with talent. People fail because they don't understand the hard work necessary to be successful.
Life is basically like a soap bubble. It rides on the wind, flying here and there... and before you realize it - pop! It's gone. When it's about to disappear, you think that you could've flown a little higher. But by the time, it's already too late.
What is right? What is wrong? In this mixed up world, deciding what is right and wrong is not easy. You can't just go by somebody else's rules. If you let yourself be controlled like that, you'll just become a puppet that can't make decisions on its own. You have to live by your rules.
No matter how beautiful a person may be, they will still age and ultimately - die. But even so, even if appearances change, don't you believe that we have, in us, things that don't change? Even as our bodies crumble, even as the months and years take their toll... don't you believe that we all have something that time can't spoil? Even if you cover us with wrinkles, we won't lose to you. That's because we know what beauty truly is.
If everyone were perfect, there would be no need to look out for others. Sympathy or love is needed because people are imperfect. A perfect human cannot love anyone.
Are flaws really bad? Because they are not perfect, they become worried. They don't stand still and instead move forward. After they become perfect, they will stand still. Incompleteness is the ideal.
Remember this. The only words that can keep you alive are "I want to live."
If I'm going to disappear no matter what, I at least want to leave them having fun and smiling.
Even though everything is going to disappear, it isn't supposed to be meaningless. It's exactly because you know you're going to part ways, that now and only now is your only chance.
If at some point in life, you made a mistake or keep failing over and over again, and you can't help but think it's useless and you're a good for nothing; Remember, you're only taking a detour. And I'm sure further along your path will come a day where you think, "It was a good life experience". That's why it'll be fine.
Maybe worrying about the future partings so much that you miss out on happiness in the present is a waste.
Someday we'll part. Maybe be forgotten. But we're living in the moment. So... make lots of friends, fall madly in love, and enjoy every moment to the fullest.
Please, let that iron guard down for a minute. It's only hurting you. I know when you've hit rock bottom, people trying to cheer you up can be really annoying. "What would you know?" "Just leave me alone." But what if someone you're pushing away is really worried about you? That'd be a shame.
Knocking others down to gain an advantage is a fruitless endeavor. It means they've given up on winning any other way.
The best way to remove your lies is to make them come true.
Time flows constantly, it doesn't care about the people who are struggling.
There are times in life when you have to distance yourself from those you love, because you love them.
When there is evil in this world that justice cannot defeat, would you taint your hands with evil to defeat evil? Or would you remain steadfast and righteous even if it means surrendering to evil?
If strength is justice, then is powerlessness a crime?
False tears bring pain to those around you. A false smile brings pain to one self.
If happiness had a form, what would it look like? It might be something like glass, because one doesn't notice it normally. However, it is actually there. As proof, if you look at it from a different angle, the glass will reflect light. It will state it's presence and existence more eloquently than any other thing in this world.
All men are NOT created equal! Some are born smarter, or more beautiful, or with parents of greater status. Some, by contrast, are born of weak body or mind, or with few, if any, talents. All men are different! Yes, the very existence of man is discriminatory! That's why there is war, violence, and unrest.
Nothing is unforgivable. So if you cannot forgive him, it means you do not want to.
The real sin is averting your eyes and failing to believe in anyone.
The same thing as always. No matter how many times I reach game over and no matter how many times I must pathetically hit continue, I will not stop moving forward.
Is it that you get the power, then you choose to protect someone else? No! We first want to protect someone, that's why we try to get stronger in the first place.
Opportunities and success come only to those who do not fear to stand in the batter's box. Who want to hit the ball more than anything, and swing with all their might!
Things like heroes are unnecessary. Can't you save someone if you're standing right there, at that very spot? In front of your eyes are people that don't wish to cry that are crying! In front of your eyes are people that can only clench their teeth while struggling and can't even say the words "please save me"! Is that not enough?
Just because my reasoning is childish and wrong, and just because my argument can be easily defeated with a bit of cleverness, does not mean your reasoning is completely correct.
This is your life right? Then decide for yourself! If you want to protect everything with your hands then do so, if you want to abandon everything then do so. But, what do you yourself want to do right now? Can you really be satisfied giving someone else that you don’t really understand your most important thing?
Listen, even if someone is suffering before you, the kind of person that can take up arms without hesitation to shoot down the villain is no better than a villain himself. The kind that doesn’t care about others, doesn’t give 2nd chances; someone that kills if given a reason, is definitely not a hero. You don’t have to become that kind of person. That’s my specialty. Only I have to go through that.
As long as no one got hurt, it's all good. Who cares who saved who?
If one side is putting all their efforts into killing a normal high school student and the other side is putting all their efforts into saving that normal high school student, which side do you want to be on? Which side could you proudly say you were on?
I'm too naive. With thoughts like "If I saved someone maybe I can start all over again."
If you want to do something and have the power for it, then do it!
You don’t need a good reason to save a friend. If you want to save them, then save them. I know someone who kept saying those stupid things even when he was driven to the brink of death, and he really did save over 10,000 people in the end. And that idiot that saved so many people is trying to save someone today like always. I know I can’t stop him. No matter how much I don’t want him to do anything dangerous, seeing him off with a push to the back is the sign of a good woman!
Relationships do not always improve... Sometimes they decline... But... it still counts as a victory if it all works out in the end... Let’s keep it at that...
You may not always see the light at the end of the tunnel, but if you keep moving, you will come to a better place.
You must look within yourself to save yourself from your other self. Only then will your true self reveal itself.
In the darkness, hope is something you give yourself.
The way of the sword doesn't belong to any one nation. Knowledge of the arts belongs to us all.
It is important to draw wisdom from different places. If you take it from only one place, it becomes rigid and stale.
Never forget who you are, for surely the world won't.
The true mind can weather all lies and illusions without being lost. The true heart can touch the poison of hatred without being harmed. From beginningless time, darkness thrives in the void, but always yields to purifying light.
Life happens wherever you are, whether you make it or not.
Leaves from the vine
Falling so slow
Like fragile tiny shells
Drifting in the foam.
Little soldier boy
Come marching home
Brave soldier boy
Comes marching home...
There are reasons each of us are born. We have to find those reasons.
I wanted to do it. I wanted to take out all my anger at him. But... I couldn't. I don't know if it's because I'm too weak to do it, or if it's because I'm strong enough not to.
Honest feelings can sometimes lead to cruel endings.​
Birthday
Jul 14, 2001 (Age: 18)
Website
https://www.novelupdates.com/
Location
Wandering between Heaven and Earth

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I hate nice girls. Just exchanging greetings with them will get them on your mind. Start texting each other, and your heart will be set a flutter. If they call you, you're done for. Enjoy staring at your logs and grinning like a fool. However, I won't get fooled again. That's what your kind calls kindness. If you're nice to me, you're nice to others. I always end up nearly forgetting that. Reality is cruel, so I'm sure lies are a form of kindness. Thus, I say kindness itself is also a lie. I always ended up with these expectations. And I always ended up with these misunderstandings. And before I knew it, I stopped hoping. A highly trained loner is once bitten, twice shy. As a veteran on this battlefield of life, I've gotten used to losing. That's why I always hate nice girls.
No single thing is perfect by itself. That's why we're born to attract other things to make up for what we lack. I think we start walking in the right direction only after we start getting our counterparts besides us.
No single thing is perfect by itself. That's why we're born to attract other things to make up for what we lack. I think we start walking in the right direction only after we start getting our counterparts besides us.
In essence, language accounts for a mere 30% of human communication. The other 70% is made up of information collected from eye movements and other body languages. With that, even a loner who never takes part in conversation can pull off 70% of what we consider communication.
Relying on someone, helping each other out, and supporting each other. Most would say that's the right thing to do. However, that's just idealistic. In reality, someone always gets the short end of the stick.
Moving on doesn't mean you forget about things. It just means you have to accept what's happened and continue living.
"You can't run away" is an ideal for the strong. You're not always wrong. Society, the world, the people around you - often someone else is in the wrong. To think that you can change is adapting to this cruel, indifferent, trashy world. It's admitting defeat and servility. You're simply deceiving yourself by dressing it up with pretty words.
There is no such thing as perfect in this world. That may sound cliche, but it’s the truth. The average person admires perfection and seeks to obtain it. But what’s the point of achieving perfection? There is none. Nothing. Not a single thing. I spit on perfection! If something is perfect, then there is nothing left. There is no room for imagination. No place left for that person to gain additional knowledge or abilities. Do you know what that means? For scientists such as us, perfection only brings despair. It is our job to create things more wonderful than anything before them, but never to obtain perfection. A scientist must be a person who finds ecstasy while suffering from that antinomy.
When humans are faced with truly terrifying circumstances, they don't think about other people around them. They're even willing to sacrifice those around themselves. By exposing that unsightly part of them, they can no longer get along.
"The important thing is to take part." Famous words spoken by Pierre de Frédy, Baron de Coubertin during a speech. However, this quote tends to be frequently misused and serves as kind of a threat to force participation. There are tons of wild-goose chases in this world, y'know. If the most important thing is to take part, then surely one could find meaning in not taking part as well. And if everything's worth experiencing, then there's little doubt that the feeling of not experiencing something is, in itself, worth experiencing. In fact, you could even call it a valuable experience to not experience something everyone else does.
You came into my life as a story, you left as a legend.
What hurts the most isn't Good-Bye, it's the what-ifs that appear in your mind afterward.
People who don't work hard don't have the right to be envious of the people with talent. People fail because they don't understand the hard work necessary to be successful.
Life is basically like a soap bubble. It rides on the wind, flying here and there... and before you realize it - pop! It's gone. When it's about to disappear, you think that you could've flown a little higher. But by the time, it's already too late.
What is right? What is wrong? In this mixed-up world, deciding what is right and wrong is not easy. You can't just go by somebody else's rules. If you let yourself be controlled like that, you'll just become a puppet that can't make decisions on its own. You have to live by your rules.
No matter how beautiful a person may be, they will still age and ultimately - die. But even so, even if appearances change, don't you believe that we have, in us, things that don't change? Even as our bodies crumble, even as the months and years take their toll... don't you believe that we all have something that time can't spoil? Even if you cover us with wrinkles, we won't lose to you. That's because we know what beauty truly is.
If everyone were perfect, there would be no need to look out for others. Sympathy or love is needed because people are imperfect. A perfect human cannot love anyone.
Are flaws really bad? Because they are not perfect, they become worried. They don't stand still and instead move forward. After they become perfect, they will standstill. Incompleteness is the ideal.
Remember this. The only words that can keep you alive are "I want to live."
Honest feelings can sometimes lead to cruel endings.
Character Sheet - Noel Andhera
GenderMaleRaceHuman
Age14ClassMagic
Swordsman
Money54.75 GLevel1 (EXP: 180/200)
Appearance
Personality
A happy-go-lucky type of guy, he lives with the motto:
Expect nothing and the world will be a better place.
So because he has no expectations in anything he is always happy when anything happens.
However, due to being raised in the slums where people who kill and steal are as common as weeds,
he grew up with a warped sense of morality
Backstory
Due to his heterochromia, he was abandoned as a baby in the slums of China.
Picked up by the local gang he was made into their personal slave, from being forced to steal to even sexual favors, while he had given up on living, he refused to just up and die and let those that have done him wrong live on merrily so he forced himself to do everything they say in order to live so that one day he can get his revenge.
One day he was saved by a mysterious lady who destroyed the gang, killing everyone but him.
She raised and taught him for a while before abruptly leaving, now he has come to this town hoping to find any traces of her.
InventorySkills
ItemDescription
Clothes x 1A set of casual clothes.
Rusted Bronze Sword x 1A sword he "borrowed"
from one of the guards
Mysterious Pendant x 1A Pendant left by Her.
Rations x 0Eggless, Butterless, Milkless Cake
Mysterious
Report Stamp
x 1
A mysterious stamp that appeared in his hands one day
Large Backpack x 1A Large Backpack
bought from the Guild. It can surprisingly hold a lot.
Mysterious Black Snake(?) x 1Weird snake found during the Herb collection quest.
Quite Gluttonous, seems to hold some secrets.
SkillDescription
Vibration
Manipulation
An ability that mutated within him
allowing him to control and sense the different vibrations within the world,
originally after being taught by the mysterious lady,
he could control all types of vibrations but after entering this world,
he can only create basic soundwaves either through emission
or spontaneously from a distance within a 2-meter range.
Killing IntentHe is able to emit a silver of killing intent due to all the people he was forced to murder as a kid.
While useless on those that have experienced any form of combat, quite effective on cowards.
Pain
Resistance
Due to his abusive past, he was used to being beaten up whenever the adults around him were feeling even slightly irritated.
Perfect PitchThe ability to recognize the pitch of a note or produce any given note.
Name: Noel Andhera
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 14
Class: Swordsman (Aiming for Magic Swordsman)

Appearance: He had black hair that just passes his shoulders, they were usually tied into a short ponytail, sometimes tied up as a bun while the hair in front of his face was usually kept aside by 2 clips to the left and 3 to the right. He had heterochromia with the right eye being yellow like a topaz while his left was crimson like a ruby. His skin was an unhealthy white possibly due to the lack of sun exposure. His height was slightly below-average for his age at 165 cm and his body was a little thin. He had a kind face that made him seem harmless to animals and humans alike. He wears a red sweater over a white T-shirt accompanied by black sweatpants while on his feet were old black open-toe sandals. Around his neck hung an old pendant with a moon engraved on one side and a star engraved on the other. He also wore a pair of non-prescripted white rim glasses that seemed to have been used for decades.


Personality: A happy-go-lucky type of guy, he lives with the motto: Expect nothing and the world will be a better place. So because he has no expectations in anything he is always happy when anything happens. However, due to being raised in the slums where people who kill and steal are as common as weeds, he grew up with a warped sense of morality

Inventory:
  • Bronze Sword x 1
  • Clothes x 1
  • Mysterious Pendant x 1
  • Rations x 5
  • Mysterious Report Stamp x 1
  • Large Backpack x 1
  • Mysterious Black Snake(?)

Skills:
  • Vibration Manipulation: An ability that mutated within him allowing him to control and sense the different vibrations within the world, originally after being taught by the mysterious lady, he could control all types of vibrations but after entering this world, he can only create basic soundwaves either through emission or spontaneously from a distance within a 2-meter range.
  • Killing Intent: Is able to emit a silver of killing intent due to all the people he was forced to murder as a kid. While useless on those that have experienced any form of combat, quite effective on cowards.
  • Pain Resistance: Due to his abusive past, he was used to being beaten up whenever the adults around him were feeling even slightly irritated.
  • Perfect Pitch: The ability to recognize the pitch of a note or produce any given note.

Backstory:
Due to his heterochromia, he was abandoned as a baby in the slums of China. Picked up by the local gang he was made into their personal slave, from being forced to steal to even sexual favors, while he had given up on living, he refused to just up and die and let those that have done him wrong live on merrily so he forced himself to do everything they say in order to live so that one day he can get his revenge. One day he was saved by a mysterious lady who destroyed the gang, killing everyone but him. She raised and taught him for a while before abruptly leaving, now he has come to this town hoping to find any traces of her.

Level: 1 (EXP: 180)
Money: 54.75 G

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