I have to confess something. I was not always a scholar. It is noticeable, as my vernacular fails to be as rich and sharp as that of my peers. However, I live in respect and accordance with the teachings of Jiren and what he represents. Even if my brain, due to its limitations in terms of both biology and a past life lived in ignorance, isn't as potent as my fellow scholars, I strive to set the example that ignorance is a choice. Every genius needs assistants, who, while not on the same intellectual level, are still of a certain mental pedigree, and contribute in the search of knowledge and truth accordingly.

Back during the Zamasu saga of Dragon Ball Super, I would just sit on my couch, a sad mess of a man, fat, a creature of hedonism, no confidence, no vision, watching. What could there be beyond watching anime, drinking and smoking alone, dealing with unspeakable sexual urges by partaking in sick shit on the internet, no girlfriend, no friends to speak of, disowned by my family, A complete and utter mess.

But then, the ToP saga. This character, Jiren the Gray. The name caught my eye when it was first uttered. Something about it rung deep within myself, the last speck of hope within my spirit struggling within the darkness. Then, I saw it. His design, his actions. It spoke to me in a way I could never have imagined. So filled with awe was I at this character that my very being changed. Jiren was defeated at the end, but I wasn't. I understood his message.

Almost from night to day, my world changed. I got urges not sin and partake in vice, but to sculpt my mind and body. As soon as I noticed, I was already slim and on my way to achieving a toned body, and my mind wandered from math to philosophy on my spare time. Women took notice of me, I began making friends, reconnected with my family. I landed a good job at a company, with a promotion on the way already.

I have only Jiren to thank. I am proud to be a scholar, now and forever.