Zaregoto:Hitokui Magical SPOILERS ahead On that note have you ever thought of yourself as the protagonist of a story? You do not need to have much conviction about it but have you ever at least once thought of yourself as an existence somewhere in an enormous story? Too predestined to be just a chance too inevitable to be just an incident too karmic to be just a coincidence too fated to be just an accident anything anytime anywhere when something abnormal occurred around you having thought that have you never ended up thinking that? Each and every person has a predefined role. There is no pointless person everyone is a cog for the world. Even the tragic cog just spinning in place in a completely meaningless location even such hollowness greatly affects its surroundings At the very beginning the story puts us into this tricky dilemma of fate and immortality where one must question if the live they have been living is some kind of predestined harmonised story or some kind of simulated world where no matter the resistance the result always standouts the same. And if such a story exists is it possible for someone to break outside of it? And if one ables to do so if one has already conquered their fate then arent they logically dead? And if theyre still alive and breathing it wont be a farfetched idea to call them immortal. ii talks with two such people who have broken the logical confinements of life and are existing out of the harmony of the world and are isolated to the point one can call them dead. He continuously ponders if fate truly exists then he would be the same pathetic guy no matter how much he tries to change or run away from it. Lots of people around him have died and this wont change no matter how much he tries. Opposing destiny is meaningless as doing so will throw one out of the very system of the world. This situation once again puts him in a state of confusion. Further down into the story the tragedy of the laboratory proves to be iis breaking point. His presence has been deemed as the one who indirectly kills just by existing and it continues to be so. Once again he has killed those close to him. He might as well commit suicide. But hes far too frail for that. He makes a deliberate attempt to flee the crime scene and ultimately his fated role. He is a cog and his job is to observe and solve each murder mystery he encounters. But hes grown tired of it now. He does not want anyone to be harmed. He doesnt want to hurt himself. People die all around him he is after all the detective in this story. What is the point of having a detective if the characters in the story are perfectly safe? But he is sick of this role. He doesnt want the people around him to die. He is fed up with his own fate. He is tired of playing his part in this story. Aimlessly floating in a sea of isolation. Like an aimless equation. Running away from fate. Declining the death. Like a living corpse. Alive but dead. Damaged good. He should just die and disappear. ....Miikosan I touched my cheek. It was wet and sticky with blood. I.have found something to do Is that so? Something I have to do Is that so? Miikosan gave a small nod. I was the weakest so I was the strongest. I was the strongest so I was the weakest. But after his heated argument with Miiko he realises something insignificant but crucial. All of his friends and all of the bonds he had formed were the result of his tragic fate. He didnt have to change his fate nor did he have to flee from it. He had to confront and face it. He had no choice but to accept his fate. All of the tragic events of the past may have rendered him humanitys weakest but they also provided him with the strength to stand alongside humanitys strongest. I dont even know if Im alive or dead. Vague and unclear halfassed and hazy not choosing anything and letting myself go along with other people I led an uncertain life without deciding thats why ....I dont want to die Like that. I realized that I wanted to live. I learned at what moments I cried In all of this nonsense of fate and death ii is the one who has finally affirms his place in the world. It could be the same as before or it could be different. People around ii may or may not die. But he has made the decision to move forward. He is finally maturing. He is gradually gaining an understanding of others. He is learning not to betray his friends. He is learning not to injure himself. He is still alive because he does not want to die. Because he cried he is still alive. . . . . . There are many strange and quirky people in the world who compromise their uniqueness in order to fit in with social groups. I believe that the rules and social norms set by society or a community kill individuality. Zaregoto is a story about such oddballs and their place in society. If they want to change just to fit in with the surroundings that depends on them so let me ask you a question. Essentially people live in one of two ways. Either they live in awareness of their own worthlessness or they live in awareness of the worthlessness of the world. Two ways. Either you allow your value to be absorbed by the world or you chisel away at the worlds value and make it your own. Which should take precedence the value of the world or your own value?