This is a story of drama... The self-proclaimed Drama King awoke already crowned. His ornate head throbbed to the incessant rhythm of his own internal system. Before he could even reach out, the broken heart in his chest, stitched together with threads of misery, triggered the cascade of events. The "Tragic" dial glowed a solid red. "YES!" thundered the system. Immediately, the rain of tears was unleashed upon the room, a phenomenon that only ceased when his need to be the center of attention was satiated. To manage the crisis, Drama King attempted to find a balance on his central console: he moved the "Drama" slider toward "No Drama," but the circuit jammed, causing the "Drama" and "No Drama" lights to flicker urgently. The resulting short circuit manifested as the blazing fire that ignited right beside him. Faced with chaos, Drama King resorted to his favorite strategy: his split personality. He pressed the "Victim ON" switch firmly to generate the necessary empathy, but seconds later, out of sheer frustration, he activated "Trouble Maker ON," ensuring that the problem, however distant, completely surrounded him. The King stood still, exhausted, as the fire grew on one side and the rain fell on the other, feeling that his life was an electric and lamentable opera. Drama King sighed, observing how his complex system of suffering functioned flawlessly. If all his emergency buttons were designed to increase chaos, could Drama King survive a single day of functional peace?