Summary:

Everyone has dreams and desires, whether it may be to create a well-functioning robot, gain fame, win a Nobel prize, or even become president. Easy it does sound, yet holds a great amount of rigor and difficulty in achieving, no matter what the aspiration may be. Such achievement must be followed with a plan, more so a stringent route that could guarantee one's path to winning their goal. Trent Hensor is no different, being as ordinary as he can be, his goal is still worthy of discussing.

Wake up, eat, work, eat, sleep. Repeat until necessary. Simple, yet still inadequate for a man like Sir Hensor. He maintains the routine with great ease, yet occasionally falls low on its expectations. This has only happened once, and the only time it'll ever happen in his lifetime. One may consider it due to his failure as being a perfect human being, an indirect reflection of society. But oh no, it is far more intricate and unfathomable than that. 

Trent Hensor, despite performing certain objectives similar to that of an average man, has an internal breakage in the connection between reality and fantasy. What he may visually illustrate in his mind is not realistic to the true reality surrounding him. Furthermore, he has no knowledge of possessing this ill-esteemed trait, performing mundane tasks in the midst of the public. Despite this difference accentuated within him, he has kept a form of diligence unaffiliated with his deformed mental state. Yet, will this diligence that has not been affected by his hallucinatory nature prevail? Or will it affect his life and those around him?