art 1[แก้ไข]––– In my childhood, I

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––– In my childhood, I had thought that the world was a very simple existence.
Every competition could be won by some means, and just putting in effort would reap its own rewards. Everything was possible.
This was the ignorant and stupid thinking of a child.
Looking at the world with such pure and innocent eyes… is this wrong?
…… Of course it is wrong……
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In a narrow room illuminated by a dim light, a boy was holding a chess piece.
Only that boy was in the room.
But the boy was looking towards the depths of the darkness, seriously thinking if there was some person there.
–––– What a game… From my final analysis, this is just some prank that some kids pulled here.
The boy was alone in the room. While imagining the strongest absolute move, he placed the piece on the chessboard.
His way of thinking was as fixed as that of an infant who had just became sentient.
The outside of the room was filled with horror and anxiety… Desperation was generated from the uncertainty of tomorrow, which also made the nights even colder.
Only inside the room was it like a different world. Contrary to the norm, the gloomy room had a strange temperature.
The boy was holding onto the piece while deep in thought.
––– Once anyone becomes an adult, he will naturally alienate himself from games.
Why is that so? Did they become obsolete?
Or is it that the world is so simple that it’ll never have games?
Whatever the reason, once anyone becomes an adult, he will naturally alienate himself from games.
But the boy never considered such a thing before.
He put the pieces back on the board again only after careful consideration.
––– Alone by himself, he was a kid who was endlessly playing games.
Even if the people around him were to stare at him with strange eyes as he grew up, the boy continued to play.
This was because the boy did not understand the meaning behind those strange eyes.
And also because [his opponent] would appear in the dark as long as he closed his eyes.
[He] was almost the same age as the boy, and wore similar clothes… a fearless smile floated on his face.
––– ‘[He] is very strong’ was what the boy thought.
[He] was always better than the boy in the next move, and then the outcome would always be determined ––– as a definite loss.
The boy had expected this as a matter of course. It looked as if he had never won a single time from the start.
This ––– battling against [him] ––– made the boy incomparably happy.
The people in his surroundings would see that the boy was always by himself, but in the boy’s eyes, there were actually two people, and nothing more.
In the dark depths, he was wordless and silent.
He was only craving to make his next move superior to his last.
––– A more correct move… More excellent tactics! More in-depth strategies!!
[He] was happily shouting while he faced the boy in the depths of darkness. The boy cast a likewise fearless smile.
…… The boy felt there was nothing wrong, even if he was alone in the eyes of other people.
The world was pure and simple. If you don’t win, you lose. Otherwise, it’s a tie and nothing more.
Then, regardless of the outcome ––– even if it was always a loss ––– the boy would be thinking of how to achieve his next victory.
This was [the boy’s world].
But the [world] was mercilessly ravaging his [individual world].
… Suddenly, the dark room was lit by a bright light. The boy looked to the window.
It should have been a scarlet sight, but the dark night sky was now sealed off by bright lights.
The boy shouted towards his parents, who had just rushed into the room, and pulled him into their embrace. In his complete and utter confusion, he saw [that].
It was like heaven and earth was being connected by that pillar of light.
Looking to a blue face, while his parents were holding him and shouting to ask what was going on, the boy reached out his hand all of a sudden.
––– A winner has yet to be announced.
––– The boy hugged the board he used to battle in that instant… and then…
When he looked up again, something which looked exactly like a burning retina was about to collide head-on against him.
–––––––…………
––– I see, the world never indeed had a game so simple.
The boy woke up upon smelling an extremely terrible odor. Then, the boy finally understood the truth.
The boy’s arm was scorched. Unable to climb out of his mother’s hold, he looked around his surroundings…
His five senses were unreasonably violated within the scene of [his own world]…
His mouth was full of fresh blood. His nose detected the smell of charred flesh. His ears heard a silent abyss. His skin was feeling a searing heat.
Then, his eyes saw that the world had changed dramatically.
He could not even find traces of the existence of life.
Rubble extended to the endless horizons, and dust floated over the upturned ground. The boy then looked up at the sky.
The crimson sky looked as if it were about to fall. Its ‘destroyed’ state made flights intertwine.
It looked to be a selfish war between gods who did not place others in their eyes.
This could not be counted as just a ‘falling out’.
Not only was the little world within the boy’s house wiped out without a trace, so was everyone else’s worlds.
… So this is what’s happening. Indeed, there is no simpler game in the world.
Because there were no rules to follow… Because there was no jurisdiction, there was nothing that sanctioned violators of others’ rights.
But, up to this point––––
Suddenly, standing in front of the boy through a tear of smoke was a figure that had landed at the top of the rubble.
The figure did not care for the boy… inadvertently.
The figure had truly and only inadvertently noticed the other’s gaze.
––– The boy stared at the destroyers who took away his everything, and thought,
Yeah, humanity isn’t even considered as ‘players’ in [their] eyes.
His own… Humanity’s world was just so easily destroyed into nothing but dust.
Though it was through the explosions of flames and dust… Though the figure could barely be recognized under such circumstances… “…………––––––––”
After confirming that their eyes had met, the boy turned his back on her, and took his first step.
Ignoring the feeling that his back was being watched, he advanced far away––– far away to an eternally distant location, in order to live on.
The boy was gripping his board with so much force that it might have snapped.
On that day, the boy became an [adult].
This world was chaotic, and there were no necessities in it. But, it was full of opportunities.
There is no reason, and no plan, so it must be meaningless.
To create a room, that does not exist anywhere else, for a child to play around in –––

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–––ในวัยเด็กของผม ผมมีความคิดว่าโลกนี้คือการดำรงอยู่ง่ายมาก .
ทุกการแข่งขันจะชนะด้วยวิธี และใส่ในความพยายามที่จะเก็บเกี่ยวผลตอบแทนของมันเอง ทุกอย่างเป็นไปได้ นี้คือโง่และโง่

คิดของเด็ก มอง โลก ด้วยความใสซื่อบริสุทธิ์ ตา . . . . . . . นี่มันผิดเหรอ

. . . . . . . . . . . . . แน่นอน มันผิด. ––––––––
ในที่แคบ ห้องสว่างด้วยแสงรำไร เด็กถือหมากรุก .
แต่เด็กคนนั้นก็เข้ามาในห้อง
แต่เด็กกำลังต่อความลึกของความมืด จริงๆคิดว่ามีบางคนที่นั่น .
––––อะไรเป็นเกม . . . . . . . จากการวิเคราะห์ขั้นสุดท้ายของฉันนี้ เป็นเพียงการล้อเล่นที่เด็กบางคนดึงที่นี่ .
เด็กอยู่คนเดียวในห้องในขณะที่จินตนาการย้ายแน่นอนที่สุด เขาวางหมากบนกระดานหมากรุก .
วิธีคิดของเขาเป็นถาวรเป็นทารกที่เพิ่งกลายเป็นสัตว์ .
ด้านนอกของห้องที่เต็มไปด้วยความหวาดกลัวและความวิตกกังวล . . . สิ้นคิดถูกสร้างขึ้นจากความไม่แน่นอนของวันพรุ่งนี้ ซึ่งยังทำให้คืนที่หนาวกว่าเดิมอีก
แต่ภายในห้องมันเหมือนคนละโลกเลยขัดกับบรรทัดฐานในห้องมืดมีอุณหภูมิแปลกๆ
เด็กชายถือชิ้นในขณะที่คิดอยู่ –––
เมื่อทุกคนกลายเป็นผู้ใหญ่ เขาก็จะตีตัวออกห่างเองจากเกม
ทำไมถึงเป็นอย่างนั้น ? พวกเขากลายเป็นล้าสมัย ?
หรือว่าโลกนี้ง่ายๆ ว่ามันเคยมีเกม
ไม่ว่าจะด้วยเหตุผลใดก็ตาม เมื่อทุกคนกลายเป็นผู้ใหญ่เขาก็จะตีตัวออกห่างเองจากเกม .
แต่เด็กชายไม่เคยคิดถึงเรื่องแบบนี้มาก่อน
เขาใส่ชิ้นหลังบนกระดานอีกครั้ง หลังจากพิจารณาอย่างรอบคอบ .
–––คนเดียวด้วยตัวของเขาเอง เขาเป็นเด็กที่ไม่รู้จบเกม .
แม้ว่าคนรอบข้างจะมองเขาด้วยสายตาแปลกที่เขาเติบโตขึ้น เด็กชายยังคงเล่น .
นี้เป็นเพราะเด็กไม่เข้าใจความหมายของสายตาแปลกๆ เหล่านั้น และยัง เพราะคู่ต่อสู้
[ ] จะปรากฏในที่มืดนานเท่าที่เขาปิดตาของเขา .
[ เขา ] เกือบจะเท่าเด็ก และสวมเสื้อผ้า . . . . . . . คล้ายยิ้มกล้าลอย
–––บนใบหน้าของเขา ' [ เขา ] แรงมาก " คือสิ่งที่เด็กหนุ่มคิด . . .
[ เขา ] เป็นเสมอดีกว่าเด็กในการย้ายต่อไป