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Dex dizznee
Who is dex dizznee?
Why was he born?
What was his purpose?
He isnt that exceptionally smart, isnt talented, doesn't have a fancy talent like telepathy or empathy, all he got was a lame ol technopath ability.
Yet, he craves for attention, craves to be someone Great, to receive love and acceptance from the society…he deserves it…doesnt he? Or does he?
He has amazing supportive parents, three chaotic yet caring siblings… it should be enough… he thinks. He loves his family to the moon and back, he would do anything for them, to keep them safe, he thinks.
When he was a little kid, he always thought that once he went to school, he would make his parents proud, make tons of friends, keep his grades up and become something admirable and amiable… but he didnt know the monstrosity rhat was waiting in school. He didnt do anything, yet he got contempt, glares, pitiful glances and teachers eyes which expected nothing from him, they had already given up. He wasnt even given a chance, his life, his potential was already decided for him, which was nothing. Everyone thought that the dex dizznee could not do anything, couldnt be anything ever, the moment he fails theyll be there to sneer and laugh and say that it was expected. He asked himself over and over again why? Why was so much contempt and hatred directed towards him? What did he ever do to the world? It was because of his parents? The caring, kind, lovely parents? He couldn't think of better parents, of better people than his parents and yet the world hated them for loving each other? Isnt it taught in school that love is good, love is peace, and we should always love each other, love can never be wrong…the answer is always love? Wasnt that the basic principle of life? Of humanity? And yet the "society" hated dex because of love? He couldnt understand it, he couldnt grasp it, just why? It didnt make sense. It was not fair. And dex dizznee understood that day, that nothing would ever be fair for him, nothing would be easy… if he failed, it was what was expected of him, if he succeeded, it was luck, a mere coincidence, he still amounted to nothing. Everyone expected, even waited for him to fall, his fall would give others pleasure and satisfaction of being right, and he decided that say, he would never let them have that satisfaction. He loved his family, he was proud of his family, and he would make his family proud, he would never let the cruel unjust society have the satisfaction of being right, because they werent. He couldnt ever understand how the society was right, all he saw was his parents were lovely and kind and caring and there was nothing wrong with them, or him, or his siblings. They were right, the world was wrong, and he would never let the world have things the way it wants. No matter what he has to do to achieve that.
He still has his doubts, he doubts himself every step of the road. He spent every day before manifesting praying, and doubting. When he manifested he doubted his talent. Technopathy? Why did he have to get the lamest of all abilities? When he got anything under a good grade, he doubted his ability. Is he really dumb? Was the society right all along? No. He cannot afford that. He cannot afford to let the society be right about him, because if they are…then…he doesnt know…. He doesnt know the answers to a million things. But he knows, he cannot let the world win. He pushes himself to his limits, he is the hardest on himself, he doesnt want his siblings to experience the same thing he experienced. He doesn't want anyone to go through it ever again. He would protect, he decided, he would protect anyone and everyone against the society in his control. He couldnt let his siblings have the same experience, he will shut the society up for them. He wont let his friends have the same experience, he would plug their ears and shut the society up for them too. The moment he became a big brother, he knew what he had to do, and he would never let anyone else be alone through the hell that the "society" has made his life.