The Son Is Silent and Has Strange Power and Chaos.

Nothing exciting, just a bland narrative. I just wanted to write about monsters and dreams, but now that I saw slices of that live broadcast, I thought, I should do something. Someone has to respond to their helplessness and hesitation (children are the gods who create everything). Remember, the first time we asked an adult for help? Great adults have forgotten their own unhappiness, and have also forgotten that they were bullied by adults, so they easily ignore the "little things" of their children, but are at a loss for their own "big things". "I am just isolated by my colleagues. Why do I think so much? Why not just work hard?" (Screenshot of prototype retained) The arrogant adults have forgotten that they have also cried, been confused, asked for help, and been rejected because of "little things". Therefore, those who are not loved think that the world is a lonely journey. The voices of those who do not love them are so loud that they cannot hear the echo of their own efforts and cannot see the scars of their own struggles. They just feel that I was born like this...