"It's all right, goodnight." This sentence created a resonant echo that history will not forget, as no one believed that it would be the night of the dawn of a new era. In this document, you will be told many sentences about a story that history has heard about, but it doesn't know and did not understand. Between the lines of this story there is an accident and a thousand of sayings . All beliefs were lost in its creed, and the enlightened walked with it in the dark. The standards of this story stand on the other side of the dimension in which history stands. As if standing behind a door overlooked by the history. I am writing to you what I could write about the dimensions of this mysterious story, and if you wonder in your depths about the extent of my knowledge of a story that stands outside history? I will tell you that history itself has not crossed my knowledge of it, and I do not really know if it's might pursue it to prove its pride, but I stand in a legion of small numbers of people who pursue this mystery that appeared in the pages of our history for a while and then disappeared. We've followed the story next to history to make sure that it would not deceives us when it fails to discover it. We chased it with money, pens, and books, and also with time, and because time was not something to be trusted, it made our pens, our money, and ourselves weary, our light disappeared in the midst of its darkness, so our numbers diminished and we fell in front of it like autumn leaves, and the other part of us remained clinging with the dry branches of history. A part of me, tells me that it is a story that history fabricated from its own side, and that it did not fabricate it just for the sake of joking. Rather, it was tired of itself and decided to start a new era, " dawn of a new world era " . I was able to noticed something from this tale, that humans are weak in front of everything that is strange and new, and their fear pushes them to do things they think will lead them to a safe haven.. I really liked this instinct.. but soon, they will return to their weakness, but I am sure that they will do what they can At least to show the truth, then they will feel safe, even though they are in the middle of the fire. They are humans! . When my search for truth ends, and when I fall like an autumn leaf in the middle of the old path like the rest of the legion..don't blame me for my helplessness..I will return to you..and settle down with you in the midst of the fire.