The Bottle is Reason

Prologue.

1. Class is boring as fuck. Why can’t the world be more interesting? Maybe… maybe it’s just me. Maybe I just have to push myself and do something different for once… Nah, too much work. When is the class going to end? I just want to go home.

1. I hate going to class. From sunrise to noon I sit in this chair, scribbling away facts I never wanted to know. To pass tests that mean nothing to me. All for a job that I will never love. But I have to do this. Otherwise I'll become a failure. A parasite on society. Nothing more than a living corpse, going to class allows me to survive in a sense. But what's the point of living if you don't want to wake up in the morning? I know this is my fault. There's no unfulfilled dreams kept from me in this class. I have no drive to succeed any other way. All I can do is take this path laid out for me. And I hate everything about that.

2. Oh, the class ended already. That was earlier than expected. Maybe the lecturer was bored too. Well, it doesn’t matter. Now I just have to say goodbye to my friends, get to my car and go home.

2. My teacher begins to pack his belongings in his bag. Class ended without me noticing it. I guess he was as bored as me. Well, it doesn't actually matter. I'll pack up my things and drive home.

3. Walking to my car I see a tiny glass bottle on the ground. I picked it up and inspected it. That’s weird. There’s like something moving inside the glass bottle. Curiosity got the better of me and I open the bottle. Disappointingly, there’s nothing inside the bottle.

3. I shuffle my feet out the door, trying not to stand too close too any of my classmates. The sun's bright rays shine through the windows. It's a beautiful day outside. There's a handful of small clouds floating by. Floating by without a care in the world. I'm jealous, of a cloud no less. I really am pathetic.
Once outside I pause for a bit to search for my car. I see my station wagon under the shade of some nearby trees. In front of my car is an unopened wine bottle in front of my car. I wanted to kick it away but I noticed something moving inside the bottle.
Must be a mouse, I thought. It'll be cruel to leave it there, I'll free it and go home. With a satisfying pop, I took off the cork top and tried to empty it.
Nothing fell out.

4. MC: Ahahahaha… Another fucking disappointment.

4. What am I doing? Because I have no common sense I tried saving a life that was never there. In what I thought would be a normal day, I somehow made myself become even more pathetic.

5. So I put the top of the bottle back and put it back where I found it and went home. The trip home was boring. 30 minutes of nothing but driving and listening to the music from the radio. Why do I feel like somebody is watching me?

5. I placed the bottle back down. The bottle didn't do anything wrong, no reason to take out my frustration on it. But there's now an uneasy feeling I can't get rid of. I thought it was my disappointment but something isn't right. I looked around the parking lot. Not a soul in sight. But then...why does it feel like I'm being watched?

6. Now I’m home, what will I do? Hmmmm… Do something productive or social? Of course not. I’ll browse the internet of course. I can watch anime. Read manga. Watch YouTube videos. And even argue with people on the internet. The internet is great. I love the internet. But sometimes I wish that I could do something more interesting. Something different. I want to do what I want to do. Go where I want to
go. Maybe go on an adventure in a fantasy land somewhere… That’s never going to happen but it’s still nice to dream.

6. I drove home, eager to escape that unsettling feeling. With a sudden thud I drop my bag to the ground. Now I can do the only thing I'm good at now. Video Games. As of now, I have more combined hours playing these games than hours I attended class. The reason should be obvious. It's an escape. That sinking feeling from doing the same thing over and over. I hate it, I hate it so much. There's no exciting adventure waiting for me in the real world. No cute girls that will break down my emotional walls. And no way for me to leave behind a monument that proves I was alive. Because in the real world when I die, everyone will forget about me.

7. Alright, I’m sleepy now. I have to wake up early again to go to another class tomorrow. Good thing the subject tomorrow is more interesting than the today’s subject. Goodnight me.

7. My TV flashes my game's main menu. It's only 4 pm and I'm exhausted. If I go to sleep now I'll still have to go to class the next day. Why did I have to born in this world. Why can I not be a hero like my games? Why am I still alive? There's no good answers to my questions. I'm going to sleep.

8. It was dark. Suddenly a light flashes out of nowhere. There I see a figure of a girl floating in mid-air coming to me. She hugged me, smiling.

8. I lay on my bed, staring at my ceiling. As I drift away to sleep a blue light shimmers in the corner of my eye. Two smooth hands appear behind me. Someone is hugging me.

9. ??: I’ll make your wish come true master.

9. A beautiful voice speaks out, "Leave it to me master, I'll make your wish come true."
"Thanks," I say, "I appreciate it."
I lose consciousness with a smile on my face. What a wonderful dream.