[This is a completely original story inspired by reality, I'll let you decide if it's fiction or nonfiction.]
A wise man once said to me: when a person addresses you and their sentiment is real, you can feel that sentiment reach you no matter how far away you are, as if the sentiment was carried to you by magic.
(That wise man was myself.)
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Once upon a time on a planet much more advanced than our own, humanity had developed into three societies: the Kirro, the Shiro, and the Kuro. The Kirro and the Shiro were well off but the Kuro had the worse conditions.
One day a Kuro man was watching television and a young Shiro girl, younger that himself said to him "thanks dad" and the Kuro man felt the Shiro girl's sentiment from afar, as if by magic.
The Kuro man was certainly shocked, but this wasn't the strangest thing to happen to him - but that's another story.
Sometime later on this same Kuro man read a sign held by a Shiro girl that said she likes Kirro men, and again the Kuro man felt her sentiment from afar, as if by magic.
Lastly, the Kuro man noticed that whenever a Kirro, Shiro, or Kuro woman expressed sentiment for any random or specific Kuro man, he never felt the sentiment.
What was happening? Was the Kuro man man an "empath," someone who could magically feel emotional-transfers, or was it something much simpler than that: was it that everyone feels emotional-transfer and that the Kuro man was not actually a "Kuro man"?
But if this Kuro man was called such his entire life but not seen as such by others, what was happening?
I'll leave the last question for you, the reader, to figure out.
Epilogue:
Those who watched the so-called "Kuro man" from afar called him "Sephiroth" in admiration, god only knows why.
The End
