My Final Fantasy December 17, 2001 “There is no right or wrong, only people who fight for what they believe in…” It has been a long and tiring journey, and still, life must go on. Since the beginning of my life, I have been struggling, for life, for fame, and for love. My mother was brought to the hospital on a rainy afternoon of June 19, 1984. She was about to bring out God’s special gift to this world… me. Time slowly passed… tic-tac tic-tac… there seems to be a problem. I was unmoving inside my mother’s womb, hanging tightly, afraid of getting out to the real world. Like an angel gently encouraging a frightened child, the doctor did his best in bringing me out to a world unknown. And so, after an exhausting and laborious overnight in the operating room, the one destined to change the world gave his first cry. THAT is my fantasy… to bring a world where morality does not exist, where there is only love and peace, where sin not known and guilt is not present. But again, that is ...