I don't know how long, but after my dream of becoming a cheetah faded, I was a little paranoid and longed to become an "evil mad scientist » and it was perfect, I had all the qualities I thought. People have always called me scary, weird, or crazy. I didn't think it was that bad because there was respect for me and knowledge. I was a hyperactive, energetic, curious and problematic boy, far from the Japanese stereotype. Maybe I still am. The driving force behind my actions was either “I want to know” or “that looks fun,” everything in this world seemed awesome and I was motivated by everything around me. I read a lot, especially about astronomy and yetis, encyclopedias and comics. Comics had a special effect on me. Unlike the other books, it was not about facts but about imagination. They gave me knowledge, a deep interest in the things that appear there and capacities for imagination. I started to have a bad habit of dreaming, like thinking about what the 4th dimension is and how to create a 4th dimension pocket....