Message to My Readers

A few months ago, I almost lost my life to an aggressive strain of influenza type A. It got so bad that I even said my goodbyes to my loved ones. In the end, I managed to pull through, though I now face lingering effects—possibly even heart damage. I hope that’s not the case, but I don’t have the means to get tests done yet. Between work and real life, I don’t have much time to write. I’m not paid for it, and I don’t charge for it either, but I genuinely enjoy it. Part of the reason I write is that I want people to hear my idea: if Heaven doesn’t exist, then we should create it, so no life is left behind.

I often hear people who call themselves “realists” say that there’s nothing after life. And if that’s true, then why not end everything now to stop the suffering? But here’s the thing—most people who say that don’t follow through, because they fear the void. And for those who do take that step, it’s often because they loved life so much that, upon losing it, they couldn’t find the strength to keep going. Both concepts are reflected heavily in my stories.

Personally, I have nothing to lose. I’ve always believed in the theory that "Nothing is impossible, and everything is." This means that everything is impossible unless something makes it possible. "Impossible" is just a concept we use when we lack the means or understanding to achieve something. But guess what? In infinity, everything eventually happens, like in quantum theory. I like to think of this idea as my own discovery, though who knows if someone else has already been recognized for thinking the same.

Artificial intelligence, while helpful, doesn’t know everything either, and it certainly doesn’t tell us everything. My theory is based on the idea that "It’s only a matter of time for any possibility to occur." And that’s where my stories come in. They’re based on my dreams, visions, and knowledge. My true intention is to share those with others.

For those who’ve been following my work, you might already know this, but Ninaies is more of a self-insert for me than AIDO ever could be. AIDO, on the other hand, represents my interpretation of evil—a force of life, and also of death. Death, in itself, isn’t inherently evil, but the suffering it causes—to those who experience it and to those left behind—ties it to the concept of evil. Even evil itself would hate its own nature, as every conscious being requires its opposite. Just as happiness demands suffering to be understood, evil and good interact as opposing yet interdependent forces.

This concept also reinforces the idea that humans are born “evil” or, more accurately, wild—driven by natural survival instincts. But as with other animals, when the layers of Maslow’s hierarchy are satisfied, we crave something greater: spiritual transcendence.

I’ll continue writing and, like Tolkien, revisiting my chapters, editing, and rewriting them as necessary. I want to apologize in advance for any continuity errors that might arise—I have the ideas, but it’s difficult to put them all on paper and even harder to remember every detail. I’ve recently started using the Obsidian app to organize my notes, and AIs have become my editors. They help correct my grammar and, sometimes, my coherence—though I admit coherence is tricky, as I’m not particularly skilled at maintaining it myself. AI editors often try to anticipate my needs and add things I didn’t ask for, which can create chaos. Occasionally, I’ll ask them, “What would you do in this scene?” and, if I like their ideas, I’ll include them. But most of the time, their suggestions are too wild and would break the lore or internal consistency of my work.

As for my health, it’s not in great shape. But my purpose with this work is to share ideas and explore concepts like consciousness. I also want to provide methods that show how people are often manipulated into goodness, something civilizations have done since the dawn of time. Societies have always shaped people’s behavior to sustain their way of life and moral structures.

An example of how genetics can influence personality comes from my experience with my dogs. I’ve raised 40 dogs in my lifetime, and their personalities—whether cowardly, aggressive, maternal, or dominant—were apparent even as puppies and stayed consistent for up to 20 years. While they learned things and adapted, their core essence never changed, even with training. I also learned that dogs understand both body language and spoken language. The difference between a 5-year-old child and my dogs is that the child could use their hands and words to communicate, but the dogs knew I could understand them and would teach me what they wanted.

To me, every conscious being embodies the phrase, "In the image and likeness." This doesn’t refer to physical form but to consciousness itself, which is something we share with God, the Whole, or whatever higher force might exist out there. I do consider the possibility that, in the end, I may face the void—that nothingness might be my final destination. I’ve felt its embrace once before, and I fear it. I fear it because, though it’s a part of life, it represents a kind of permanence that nothing else in existence holds.

Death, in my view, is the one thing that breaks the rule that everything lost can be regained. No one has ever truly returned from death to stay with us. Even Jesus, who I deeply respect and include in my work, faced death and left once more. Did he conquer it? I have my doubts. That’s why, in my stories, Jesus is not the Son of God. Instead, Gabriel and Lucifer take those roles, though they didn’t originally have those names.

• Gabriel represents the most perfect embodiment of good—a being so flawless he’s more cyborg than living creature.

• Lucifer is the first and most beloved, the one who taught love to the Whole and to the Good. That’s why he’s not yet destroyed despite all he’s done—his importance is too great.

For now, that’s all I have to say. Thank you to everyone who reads my work and gives me this opportunity. Please forgive me if this journey of writing, development, and exploration feels incomplete. I’m not aiming to simply use clichés like in shonen, seinen, or other popular works. That’s why we authors often take so long to create something we feel is truly original.

Goodbye for now, and thank you.