Chapter 4: Making the Decision
Vlad left his room, his mind torn between two opposing desires: to fight for a better future or to cherish the time he had with his family and live his own life.
No matter how noble the cause of saving countless billions was and how his involvement could change a lot, the choice to save the empire would come at the cost of his own life.
If he wanted to truly improve the future, he would need to dedicate his life to it because doing it half-heartedly would not work.
Even if failure was his fate, he would not be able to forgive himself if he did not do his best.
He was hesitant, and rightfully so because he understood that his new reality could be just a virtual reality, an illusion that could break at any moment.
If this was just a virtual reality, then chasing after a useless goal would be a mistake he would deeply regret once the illusion shattered.
Vlad descended the stairs, his eyes searching for his mother as the familiar sights brought old memories.
The living room contained three sofas, and right next to them rested a dining table, which he had missed countless times throughout his long life.
Two rooms stood side by side on the front left side. A narrow passageway separated them from the storage room and kitchen on the right side.
It was a small place that he once desperately wished to leave and live in, one of those high-rise buildings with amazing views, but now Vlad saw it as a place of comfort.
He wished to spend his days in this home and live a simple life with his family rather than chasing after a bigger and bigger goal.