(Warning: This story can include strong languages, offensive content, extra violence and...) Cold wind in the desert at the night. A gray jacket on and continuing walking with faint legs that are shaking to death. He has been known to be a great professor in his own world and was estimable, at least by the fake actors. But what now? Is it still the same? Author Note: This is just a primary edition of the story and it'll be changed over time, But it's the start of my journey as well! Enjoy.