When I woke up the next day my excitement could not be contained.
I knew the odds weren't in my favor but I held on to a sliver of hope, "One in millions huh?"
As I prepared for, and headed over to campus I listened to NPR.
"The UN Security Council meets today to go over the possibility of partaking in the international, virtual survival tournament."
I wondered how they managed to skip past the IWGA straight to the UN Security Council.
"Maybe they have been discussing it behind the scenes for quite some time" I thought.
"Would all of the power five countries be in favor of the tournament, after all a single one could veto the entire games" I contemplated.
Despite my excitement I began to have second thoughts about the tournament.
When I thought objectively, "couldn't this tournament cause conflict between participating countries?"
The more and more I thought about the tournament the more I felt as though it wasn't a good idea.
Even though I wanted to participate more than anything, I wanted to participate in VIRTUAL games.
I had no intention or desire to compete in games that would have real life repercussions.
I got to school and started to head over to class.
"Wait!" I exclaimed in my mind as I realized that I had forgotten about the test that was today.
"I haven't studied at all" I had been so caught up in the news surrounding the tournament that It totally slipped my mind.
"But wouldn't the socioeconomic consequences of the tournament be immeasurable" I did it again.
I think it goes without saying that I didn't do very well on my test.
Thankfully, I only had one class that day so I was already done.
I decided to go to the library and study a bit before heading home.
There were only a few people there at the time so it was silent.
As I studied I wondered what the game would be like and how I would strengthen my character.
After a couple of hours I decided to head home.
I wondered how soon the tournament would take place if it were miraculously approved.
When I finally got home I felt a surprising fatigue and decided to go to take a nap.
I quickly fell asleep and went blank.
No dreams, thoughts, or nightmares.
I woke up around 30 minutes later feeling greatly refreshed.
I hadn't realized how late it already was. It was already 5 P.M.
I soon realized that the Security Council was supposed to adjourn around this time.
I turned on the news anticipating the days events with both excitement and fear.
"All indications of today's discussion suggest that the games will be adopted. The president of Novus Bellator announced his plans to begin the initial preparations for the games."
I didn't understand how this had been agreed to, or how it could be agreed to in such a short amount of time.
I struggled between my personal desire to be in the games and my overwhelming conscience that pricked at me.
I knew what this tournament meant to me, but I also knew what this tournament meant for the rest of the world.
Turmoil, unrest, tragedy were just a few of the consequences these games could have in reality.
I would either be in the games most likely creating conflict, or in all likeliness I would end up watching the games and experiencing this conflict first hand.
"Which will it be?"