This is a poem I learnt at school today. And today's class is about Herbanalean Culture and that's why we were learning this poem written in Herbanalean. And I was the only one who could read or understand Herbanalean in this class.

To be honest, this poem wasn't that well. It was basically about some people praising their Lord(God), Meckoloff his Greatness on a mountain.

It was so short and brief, simply said "We're praising your greatness on this mountain of Meckoloff."

(Here's a map of The Great Daphia, the district I lived in. You may refer to it if you need.)

Beside reading this poem, Mr. Tokay distributed our writing tests back to us (written in Olvido Language).

I failed it, because my title of the writing was 'Meckoloff is not real'.

Well, Meckoloff is the Lord of Herbanalean, the guardian of district 2. Mr. Tokay said Meckoloff is real, it was of fencing the Herbanalean people to say Meckoloff is not real.

Since, we were some kids, the adults and teachers kept telling us that there were a lot of gods in the world, but I never believed in those 'tales'. Like, the Lord of Great Daphia is Catra Kopita (Each district had one Lord or God), and it sounded really fake.

Once Mr. Tokay said to me, "Sage, you know that Catra Kopita is real and he is our God."

So I talked back "If you want me to think it is real, you need to give evidence." Sometimes I got really annoyed, because even though I didn't believe in gods, I did respect people believed in gods. But it seemed like they didn't respect me at all!

Mr. Tokay started talking to me, and giving me evidence everyday. For example, back to 200 years ago, the United Beautiful Bonsoton sent battleships to Moreland Ocean and invaded New Moreland (you can refer to the map if you need), in the next day, all the battleships sunk to the bottom of the ocean, for no reason (to me). And the Morelanders thought Catra Kopita helped them. I told Mr. Tokay that might had been a coincidence.

However, I really liked the female gods.

The books always described the goddess in a very expressive and beautiful way, about how brave, how strong and how stunning they were.

I liked to sketch them out and it was a lot of fun. My favourite is the goddess of district 13, Neetope. Her name is Zatermich Grazialia. Neetope is the poorest district in the world, it was not connect with most of the part of the world, and Zatermich Grazialia provided the people food and water (it was written on the book.) And this is how Zatermich Grazialia looked like from the description on the book plus my imagination.

Here's another sketching of her, she was way too stunning and pretty. (I meant how the book described her, not my drawing.)

Even though gods are real, I'ld take them as some fantasy stories and tales.

Here are the 4 reasons I found that there were no such gods or goddesses in the world.

1.) Gods said, people with sins would always be punished, but meanwhile they asked you to forgive each other, no matter what we did.

2.) Gods said, no killing but a lot of people did, they eat meat and God even asked the human to offer sacrifices like pork or lambs to him.

3.) If God is so powerful, why he wouldn't be able to make the world a equal and better place? Why wouldn't he just wash away all our sins and guilt.

4.) Why was the world such a complicated place? Why God wouldn't create a better place without sins and sadness, where was full of joy and happiness?

Those were just my own opinions, they weren't 100 percent right about gods.

Antonio used to told me, "Thank God, thank Tylogen Negolyt VII and thank Catra Kopita, for giving me food,life and spirit."

So I told him, "No. You shouldn't have said that. Don't thank those people or gods, you should thank Mom! She gave you birth and she suffered a lot in the labour."

I was 12 and Antonio was 16. That was the year when he left and went to Center-Lock, I wrote a lot of letters to him, and he never write me back. But I'ld never stop writing him letters because I missed him.

So here's a letter I wrote to him recently.

Dear Antonio,

    This is the 14th letter from me to you since 4 years ago. How's life in Center-Lock? I wish you happiness and fortune.

    I was still young when you left Olvido, I didn't even know what was your job. Did you know that Dad was forced and sent to U.B.B.? I was worried but he told me that he would be alright. What should I do?

    By the way, I'm still saving money for the trip to Center- Lock. Mom gives my 20 Dapha every month, I have been selling paintings and postcards on the Vaida Street for 3 Dapha each. I sold 10-20 paintings and postcard in a week. Now I have 257 Dapha, to take a return journey to Center-Lock would cost 300 Dapha.

    It would take a few more months to save enough budget for the trip. Hopefully we'll meet there! I miss you so much and I hope you have not forgotten how I look, how I talk or Mom and Dad. They miss you very much as well, but the trip cost are too expensive and we don't want to spend too much right now. (That's why I'm saving money on my own)

    I will stop writing and go to the bed, I can hear Mom calling my name and asks me to go to bed.

    I guess I'll write you again soon, and if you see this letter, please reply

P.S. I put a postcard in the envelope

Love,
Sage
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And here's the postcard.

In fact, Dad wouldn't allow me to leave Olvido.

First, I had never left Olvido before and that's why I wanted to go so bad.

Second, he didn't want me to see Antonio and I didn't know the reason. But Mom supported me and thought it was a good idea for me to go out, and we were not going to tell Dad that I'm leaving Olvido very soon.