First and highest goal

After a brief rest, I began preparing dinner for myself, Mr. Tulay, and Mr Ati. While preparing, I noticed Mr. Ati's sad expression, indicating that his mind hadn't returned from wherever it had been throughout the day. He seemed lost in thought, and when Mr.Tulay joined us, we all had dinner quietly. So, I decided to start a conversation.

"Um... how's it going, Mr. Ati? I noticed you've been over there all day."

I asked him as if he had just snapped out of his thoughts. When Nr Ati heard my question, he smiled faintly and replied in a normal tone.

"Well... I've been waiting there all day, hoping to find closure to return to my own time. But unfortunately, I don't know if I'll ever be able to go back or if I'll have to live this life I've found here."

As Mr. Ati began to speak, his voice trembled with sadness, so I changed the subject.

"So, if you can't go back, what's your plan from here?"

"Well... I guess I'll have to rely on the skills and knowledge I've gained from the future to survive in this time of uncertainty," he replied.

"Ah, I see. And what kind of skills and knowledge from the future are we talking about?" I asked, intrigued by the idea of utilizing future knowledge for something significant.

"Probably economics and trading techniques of my time. They should be applicable here," he answered confidently.

I found myself interested in his future abilities, thinking they could be beneficial for future endeavors. So, I probed further.

"Well then, could I ask for your opinion on the changes that might occur in the near future?"

Mr. Ati fell silent for a while, seeming to contemplate something. It appeared he understood my intentions before he spoke with a serious tone.

"Hmm... I appreciate your intentions, but I need some time to think it over. I'm not quite sure about what you're suggesting, and I need to make a decision. Let me think about it for a bit."

I understood Mr. Ati's hesitation. He had just lost the life he knew, and this decision required careful consideration. So, I nodded in understanding.

"I understand. Take 2-3 days to think it over. Once you've made a decision, please let me know."

With that, Mr . Ati acknowledged and understood before we all moved on to have dinner. After we finished, I cleaned up the kitchen.

So, the economics knowledge from the future, huh? I think it could be incredibly useful after we succeed in our grand endeavor. It's a good thing to have because it could help us navigate future situations. Therefore, I took the opportunity to inquire further about Mr Ati's thoughts and potential changes that might occur in the near future.

"Well then, can I ask for your opinion on the changes that might occur in the near future?"

Mr Ati remained silent for a while, seemingly pondering something. It seemed he understood my intentions even before I spoke. When he finally responded, his tone was serious.

"Hmm... I appreciate your intentions, but I need some time to think it over. I'm not quite sure about what you're suggesting, and I need to make a decision. Let me think about it for a bit."

I understood Mr. Ati's hesitation. He had just lost the life he knew, and this decision required careful consideration. So, I nodded in understanding.

"I understand. Take 2-3 days to think it over. Once you've made a decision, please let me know."

With that, Mr Ati acknowledged and understood before we all moved on to have dinner. After we finished, I cleaned up the kitchen.

As I contemplated Mr. Ati's response, I realized that I had already made a decision to support the revolutionary faction, but in my own way. What I had planned in my efficient strategy was more effective than what I had previously thought.

I think I'll head outside now. I'll inform Mr.Tulay and Mr.Ati that I'll be going out, but I won't disclose exactly what I'll be doing, as it's too risky. My friends have warned me enough about being too reckless.

After showering and getting into bed, I found myself thinking about Mr. Prayu's proposal today. In reality, I've already decided to support the revolutionary faction, but in my own way. What I've planned in my efficient strategy is more effective than what I had previously thought.

During my time, the revolutionary factions were seen by some as heroes, while others labeled them as power-hungry bandits. Each perspective had its own merits, but in my future, I make judgments about these factions based on the evidence available. However, I have only encountered myself so far and have not met all the members, so I'm not entirely sure.

They could be admirable individuals deserving of praise or a group worthy of condemnation, regardless of their nature, my goals remain unchanged. With that in mind, I decided to set aside thoughts on this matter and take a break to prepare for the next plan, which will unfold tomorrow.

As I drifted off to sleep, I found myself in what seemed to be a dream. I woke up in a grassy field in a public park in my hometown, with a young girl sitting on top of me.

"Hey, wake up, bro!"

I looked at the chubby-faced, big-cheeked girl with long hair and big eyes sitting on top of me. She was smiling as she gently tapped my chest to wake me up, and I responded groggily:

"What's up? Why are you waking me up?"

She answered with a cheerful voice, tapping my chest again:

"Let's play, bro!"

"Can't we play later?"

She frowned at my response and playfully hit my chest again.

"Come on, let's play!"

I reluctantly agreed to her demand this time, and she happily jumped off me.

"Yay!"

As she got up, I also sat up and looked at her, noticing her smiling at me. I returned her smile and asked:

"What do you want to play, little sis?"

"Anything!!"

She replied in a childish, enthusiastic tone. I responded teasingly:

"How about playing sleep?"

"No way!!!"

She shouted, shaking her head vigorously. I chuckled and laughed at her reaction.

"Hahaha, okay, what do you want to play then?"

"Anything as long as it's not sleep!"

"Alright."

With her resolute rejection of the idea of playing sleep, I pondered for a moment before responding.

"Alright then, how about we play tag?"

"Yay! I love tag!" she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement.

With her enthusiastic agreement, we began our game of tag in the park. Running around, laughing, and chasing each other, we lost track of time as we enjoyed the simple joy of playing together.

After a while, we both grew tired from our game and decided to take a break. Sitting on a bench in the park, I looked at her and asked:

"Do you want to do anything else, little sis?"

She thought for a moment before answering:

"How about we go to the ice cream shop?"

"Sure, sounds like a plan!"

We then made our way to the nearby ice cream shop, enjoying our treats and chatting happily. As we spent time together, I couldn't help but feel grateful for these moments of joy and connection with my younger sister.

Eventually, it was time to head back home. Walking side by side, I felt a sense of contentment knowing that, despite the challenges and uncertainties of the future, moments like these would always be cherished.

As we reached home, I ruffled her hair affectionately and said:

"Thanks for the fun, little sis. Let's play again sometime."

She grinned up at me and nodded enthusiastically:

"Yeah, let's play again soon, big bro!"

With that, we parted ways, each carrying with us the memories of a delightful day spent together.

My and my sister got up from the grassy field and played around, running and exploring. Sometimes you played tag and hide-and-seek until both of you were tired. Finally, you sat down on a chair near a tree, and you asked your sister if she was tired.

"Are you tired today?" you asked.

"Tired but having so much fun," she replied.

I looked at her and burst into laughter. She tilted her head, looking puzzled at your crying, so she asked, "Why are you crying?"

"I'm just really happy to be with you, even though it's not real, I miss you a lot," I said, tears still flowing from your eyes.

Seeing you like that, my sister came over and hugged you with a reassuring smile. "Aww, it's okay. I'm always with you," she said soothingly.

Feeling relieved, I hugged my sister tightly, grateful for the happiness even in my dreams.

Suddenly, me were startled awake by someone shaking you vigorously. "Wake up!!!" they yelled.

As me opened my eyes, I found yourself in a room filled with metal plates, almost like being in a prison. I were bound tightly with something.

"Look at me!!!" a woman's voice demanded, grabbing your cheeks forcefully to make you look at her. She had smooth, fair skin and a symmetrical face. Her features were delicate yet strong, with high cheekbones and a firm jawline. Her eyes were large and almond-shaped, with long, dark eyelashes. They were a bright, captivating blue. Her eyebrows were sharp and arched. She had a small, slightly upturned nose with a hint of freckles. Her lips were full and blood-red, naturally inviting. Her mouth was slightly open, giving off an air of mystery and allure. Overall, her face was strikingly beautiful, confident, and regal. She had a well-proportioned, athletic figure with muscular arms, legs, and calves. Her chest and shoulders were broad, while her waist was slim and shapely. She resembled a fitness model or a professional athlete.

"Who are you? And how did you get here?" you asked, bewildered and confused by the situation.

"Let's get this straight first!!! Listen up, you have to stop World War II," she said urgently.

Stopping World War II? What did that mean, and why me? How could I stop a world war, and why did it have to be me?

"What do you mean by stopping World War II?" you asked, trying to understand the situation.

"Well..."

Before she could finish, a man's voice interrupted her, calling out to her.

"Young lady!!! We don't have time anymore," he said.

"Yes, Uncle Sam, I understand," she replied.

Uncle Sam? Was he referring to the iconic American figure?

"Alright, listen to me carefully. You have to stop World War II to prepare for something that one day you'll know what it is," he said.

Stop World War II? But how? And why me?

"So, you're saying I have to stop World War II?" you asked, still trying to wrap your head around the situation.

"Yes, and you have to find people with power like yours," he replied.

"People with power like mine? What do you mean?" you questioned.

"It's time, son. Remember, you must never give up, no matter what. Even if you're alone," he said.

With those words, your head began to ache, as if it were about to explode.

"It's time, son. Remember, you must never give up, no matter what. Even if you're alone," she said.

I woke up, drenched in sweat, trying to make sense of the dream. It felt like a message, urging you to take action and make a difference. You decided then and there to do whatever it takes to prevent the atrocities of war and find the reason behind your presence during this time.

And with that newfound determination, me set out on a journey to change the course of history.