Chapter 4: Egg Shop

Rumors said, there was a food shop in the corner of the campus. It had quite the unique display up front: containing various eggs with the size of a human head. When you entered this establishment, you'd realize how spacious it was. The interior was much wider than what's seen outside. After you entered, you'd be given an egg from the receptionist; an attendant would bring you into one of the rows and rows of rooms, within the neverending set of corridors.

Entering your destined door, you'd find yourself into the world you yearned for, with neatly arranged furniture. It's like a surreally designed dining hall or whatever you name it. Each differing person had their own outcome. While you held the egg, the attendant explained: this egg would crack open when you placed it at the heater, atop the centermost dining table.

Aside from it, the rooms were divided into many places. Each of it could be enjoyed to your hearts' content without costing any money. It still had its own price, however. The provided meals did not consist only of eggs; you could also stay in here as long as you'd like; the world could be reformed in-accordance to your thoughts.

The guide continued speaking: within this egg was the head of a person you hated the most in this world—in which you could torture and slaughter as morbidly possible. The more gruesome it'd turn out, the more delicious it'd end up when you ate them. It was unfortunate, however, you'd be ejected from this place and you wouldn't be able to find it again within your lifetime, no matter how hard you sought it.

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You might think: what if I didn't have anyone I hate that much? What if you saw their face and didn't feel like doing sadistic things? If the world was reformed in accordance with my thoughts, wouldn't something nightmarish happen if I unconsciously thought so? Rest assured, no matter how much grim and darkness that resides, what did not kill you would just make you stronger.

For now, just have fun as much as you want. No need to rush and heat up the eggs.

As long you're a human, you would always have something or someone you hate, no matter how little it was. It was the same hate which gave birth to its exquisite flavors.

Even if you could have fun in this place forever, you might wonder—what other means was to go out? You just have to will it in earnest heart and the exit would open. Though once you're out, you could not re-enter. So it was recommended to enjoy yourself, do your final 'judgment' to the egg and feast upon it when you're finally done, as the outcomes would be the same anyway.

As time would not flow when you're inside, there's no need to rush.

You were left alone in the room; experiencing the days with infinite possibilities. Would it be of fortuitous encounter and happiness, or would it be of tragic loss and despair?

To each of their own.

By the way...

Is this loss?