I Differentiate the World

The clear reality in my eyes often points to a different meaning than the appearance. What we think is important is real pride or illusory happiness. Everything is too ethereal. The you you try your best to express is just ordinary, and the world I influence fully explains my existence. It doesn't matter if the self I recognize is still denied and obliterated by other meanings in the world, it's just not what I want. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.