The Book That Answered Itself
Saino was still staring at the equation.
His eyes burned, his mind felt heavy, yet his focus did not waver.
"So… it finally ends here," he muttered.
Slowly, he began applying the five formulas to the strange equation—one by one.
Moments passed.
As expected, five different answers appeared.
But something was wrong.
Each answer was… abnormal.
They weren't numbers.
They weren't symbols with clear meaning.
They felt vast. Ancient. Suspicious.
As if each answer was pointing toward something far beyond human understanding.
Saino frowned.
"Why do they feel so strange…?" he whispered.
He closed his eyes for a moment.
Thensaid to himself if I enter that state now… I might not come back as myselffor many days.
He exhaled slowly.
"The five answers… the strange equation… and that book…"
His eyes shifted toward the strange book he had bought from the library—the one with torn pages and no title.
He thought for a moment and suddenly noticed a strange link between the answer and the book.
The answer had no clear meaning, but its patterns and symbols were indirectly guiding him.
"If these formulas truly have no meaning for humans," Saino said quietly,
"then the book itself will reveal their meaning."
He picked up the sheet containing the five answers and opened the book.
The pages were blank.
Without hesitation, Saino began writing the five answers onto the empty pages.
The moment he finished—
The room changed.
A blinding light burst from the book.
Saino raised his arm instantly, covering his eyes.
The light was heavy—almost crushing.
After a few seconds, it vanished.
Silence.
Slowly, Saino lowered his hand.
What he saw made his breath stop.
The five answers he had written now had definitions beneath them.
Words. Explanations.
The torn pages of the book were repairing themselves—filling in, as if the book understood what it was meant to be.
Even the damaged front cover restored itself.
Saino's hands trembled.
"How… is this possible?"
The front page now bore a title, written clearly:
The Universal Laws
Saino swallowed hard and began reading.
First Law — The Balance of Earth
If something appears on Earth whose power is not permitted by nature, then to preserve balance, Earth itself will create another existence of similar power—or greater—to maintain equilibrium.
Saino's eyes widened.
Second Law — Creation and Destruction
Anything created by God has a destined time of erasure. It may take billions or trillions of years, but it cannot be destroyed before its appointed moment.
If Earth faces destruction before that time, God will appear to protect and preserve life.
Third Law — Adaptation of Species
Any species that fails to adapt to natural and systemic change will inevitably perish.
Saino clenched his fist.
Fourth Law — Dominance of the Strongest
Matter was chosen to shape the universe. Antimatter was erased due to its instability.
He stopped reading.
A thought crossed his mind.
What if antimatter had not been erased…?
Would this world be completely different?
His heartbeat quickened.
Then, slowly, he read the final definition.
The words vanished.
In their place appeared a small key-shaped structure.
Below it, a single sentence was written:
"The only way to awaken antimatter is by placing this key at the center of the Earth."
Saino froze.
"…A key?"
His mind raced.
Does this book want me to awaken antimatter?
Who created this book?
And for what purpose?
Silence filled the room.
Then Saino calmnessly said.
"If antimatter can change this world," he said, eyes burning with resolve,
"then I will awaken it."
He clenched the book tightly.
"I can do anything to achieve my goal."
He knew the risk.
If he failed—
God itself would appear to protect Earth.
But Saino did not hesitate.
Because this world…
needed to change.
Mid Chapter — A Calm Before the End
Saino took a slow breath..
But his face consist of no fear only his assual calmness.
Only clarity remained.
"So… finally," he thought,
"my ambition will come true."
He glanced at the time.
11:36 — Daytime.
"I still have time," he muttered.
"But not enough money."
For a moment, he stood still.
Then he took out his phone.
"Hey," he said calmly,
"it's me. Saino."
The call ended.
The scene shifted.
Saino packed his bag in silence.
The strange book.
The key.
A few necessary items.
And finally—
a single piece of bread.
That was all.
He zipped the bag and walked out.
He didn't look back at his room.
Didn't lock the door.
It was as if that place no longer belonged to him.
Or maybe—
He didn't care what happened to it anymore.
As he walked through the streets, he noticed a beggar sitting near the road.
The man was weak.
Hungry.
He asked a wealthy passerby for food.
The rich man didn't even look at him.
Saino stopped.
Without expression, he took out the piece of bread—the one he had saved for himself—and placed it in the beggar's hands.
"Don't worry," Saino said quietly.
"After today, you will never be hungry again."
His face showed no emotion.
The beggar didn't understand the words.
But he smiled—grateful, hopeful—holding the bread like a treasure.
Saino walked away.
Moments later, chaos broke out nearby.
A thief ran past him, clutching a woman's bag.
The woman screamed for help.
Saino watched.
Why does he steal?
Debt? Hunger? Desperation?
Then another thought followed.
No matter the reason… harming others to save yourself is not the right path.
In a blink, Saino moved.
He caught the thief effortlessly and took the bag.
The thief froze in fear.
"From today," Saino said calmly,
"you won't need to steal again."
The thief stared at him, confused.
Angry men were already rushing toward them, ready to beat him.
Saino understood the situation instantly.
He pushed the thief away lightly.
"Run," he said.
"As fast as you can."
The thief didn't hesitate.
Saino handed the bag back to the woman and continued walking—
as if nothing had happened.
Hours later.
An airport.
Saino boarded the plane without hesitation.
Inside, sitting by the window, he stared at the clouds.
In a few hours, he thought,
everything will change.
Not just countries.
Not just systems.
The world itself.
The scene shifted again.
Saino stood deep beneath the Earth.
Silence.
He opened his bag.
The book.
The key.
He looked around carefully.
"This is it," he thought.
"The center."
Without doubt—
He took the key.
And pressed it into the ground.
The Moment the World Broke
At the center of the Earth, Saino stood alone.
The heat was unbearable.
The pressure crushed his lungs.
Yet his hands did not tremble.
I only need to place the key, he thought.
And antimatter will awaken.
Slowly, he took the key out.
For a brief moment, doubt passed through his mind.
Then—
He placed it on the ground.
The world answered immediately.
Light vanished.
Above the surface, the sun was swallowed by black clouds so dense that day turned into night. Thunder roared—not as sound, but as rage, as if the sky itself was screaming.
Saino felt it.
"This… is bad," he whispered.
A dark gate began forming before him, twisting reality apart.
A portal.
From within it, a black, liquid-like substance started to emerge—alive, breathing, hungry.
The moment it touched the Earth—
The planet screamed.
Oceans rose violently, birthing tsunamis tall enough to erase coastlines. The ground cracked as earthquakes tore continents apart. Volcanoes that had slept for a thousand years awakened, their magma bursting into the sky like the Earth's own blood.
People screamed.
Cities collapsed.
Families vanished.
Everywhere—eyes filled with terror.
Not the fear of pain.
But the fear of ending.
Television screens around the world showed chaos—anchors crying, cameras shaking, prayers replacing words.
Governments reacted in panic.
Orders were shouted. Missiles launched. Guns fired.
But bullets meant nothing.
Bombs meant nothing.
Faced with god-level destruction, soldiers dropped their weapons. Some fell to their knees. Others ran.
"This is the end of humanity," many whispered.
And then—
The impossible began.
From the oceans, water giants rose—massive, formless beings shaped by tsunamis themselves. From volcanoes emerged fire-born creatures, walking infernos. The earthquakes gave birth to earth titans, their bodies made of stone and wrath.
Portals opened across the planet.
From them came dragons. Beasts. Creatures of legend.
Not of this world.
Each carried supernatural power—fire, thunder, storms, unknown forces that bent reality.
The balance was gone.
At the center of it all—
Saino fell to his knees.
The black substance from the portal began entering his body.
Slowly.
Painfully.
His skin darkened. His veins burned. Blood spilled from his mouth as his body rejected what it could not contain.
He couldn't move.
He couldn't scream.
So… this is my end, he thought weakly.
I wanted to change the world… but I never imagined it would become this cruel.
His vision blurred.
I thought I would fix everything.
I only broke it.
His consciousness began fading.
I think… I will die.
Then—
Something else happened.
Across the world, people felt it.
A spark.
A flame within.
Some raised their hands—and fire answered.
Some touched water—and it obeyed.
Some felt the ground move at their command.
Magic awakened.
Saino smiled faintly, blood still falling from his lips.
"I unleashed magic," he whispered.
"This world… will never be the same."
A new world was being born—through blood, fear, and sacrifice.
People fought back.
Some stood against giants—and won.
Some stood—and died.
Hope and despair mixed together.
This was not salvation.
This was evolution through suffering.
And as Saino's eyes slowly closed, the world stepped into a future that could never be undone.
He took the knee to ground And pressed with his hand his heart beat was going to stop.