{"id":180,"date":"2003-06-28T04:44:13","date_gmt":"2003-06-28T04:44:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/maddruid.com\/wp\/?p=180"},"modified":"2007-01-15T23:01:52","modified_gmt":"2007-01-15T15:01:52","slug":"105678985330514142","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maddruid.com\/?p=180","title":{"rendered":"[178] Of Chiron, Link and Crazy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The atmosphere was quiet and windless. People moving on with their own life while ignoring everything that was going on around them. A couple, holding hand walking slowly, passing a bench. Both were smiling, no doubt enjoying each other&#8217;s presence. Both were minding their own business. Both were ignoring the man sitting on the bench.<\/p>\n<p>The man on the bench however was observing the couple as they passed him by. &#8220;A lovely couple&#8221;, Chiron said.<\/p>\n<p>Chiron sighed as the couple disappeared in the mist of the trees. There was no one else there saved a few birds singing happily celebrating the warm summer. &#8220;Too warm&#8230;&#8221;, he thought. He was sweating but he tried to forget the discomfort by continuing on reading his book. The book was already crumbling, stolen, or rather a souvenir taken from a varsity library years ago.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;War is peace, freedom is slavery, ignorance is strength, the truth could not stray farther than this&#8221;. He said that every time he finished up the book. He closed up the book and there was a person, walking towards him, wearing a dark blue shirt with an ugly tie.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Afternoon Chiron, I see you still have your favorite book&#8221;. Link was Chiron&#8217;s colleague back when they were both serving the same course.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I like Orwell&#8217;s dystopia idea.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Right, anyway, have you heard the news?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes, I&#8217;ve heard. It came at a surprise&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Really? Why do I have the feeling that you are not telling me the truth?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Chiron was taken aback by Link question. Nevertheless, he kept his posture cool. &#8220;What do you mean?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh come on, I know you are involved in it. All the evidences my contacts provide lead to you. One way or another, the roads end right at you&#8221;. Link was serious on this. Never had Chiron saw Link being so serious. The cold hard stare was penetrating Chiron&#8217;s composure slowly; slowly but for certain. Silence conquered the moment. &#8220;How could you do this to me? We have known each other since we started our pioneer project!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I see that there is no need for hiding anymore. For how long have you found out about me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Since Prometheus&#8217; hacking. Somebody was caught but it seems that he was merely a puppet.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lithium. He was a fool. You are right, he was serving a puppeteer.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And you are, Him?&#8221; Link was careful to stress on the word Him, the notorious shadowy figure that eluded power that be.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes, I am Him. But you too are a fool Link. For all this, you should have suspected me. In fact, this mystery has not ended yet.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yet? It has. I&#8217;ve caught you-&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;ve caught me alright but the story does not end here&#8221;, Chiron was quick to cut Link.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You my friend, is also playing Lithium&#8217;s part. You are a puppet&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;If I were the puppet, then I am the puppet with that outsmarted his master. The story ends with you Chiron&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Wrong Link, there is a war going on, a war on the other level. I am simply the war loser.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You are lying. If I were a puppet, where&#8217;s my string then?&#8221; Link took something from his pocket and pointed it towards Chiron.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It hurts doesn&#8217;t it? Being manipulated for a greater purpose&#8221;, a sneer came from Chiron&#8217;s breath.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;An odd attitude for a man who is on the other end of a gun.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We control the Sphere. The Guilds are nothing but pup-&#8221; Chiron stopped short. A great pain was emerging from his back. A pain so great that he could no longer concentrate on Link.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Chiron!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Link, stay out of this&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>Link spotted the assailant and shot a few bullets. He was about to run towards the shooter but he couldn&#8217;t move his feet. 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