Incomprehension, mob, ignorance, rudeness, pagans.
——Why do you want to start a war?
——Why can't you just obey your fate and die?
——Why are you…
Why can't we do——
“…”
——Sheep in the rain?
"The Queen is dead! The Queen is dead—!"
"Everyone rush in! Rescue all the books that are going to be burned!"
“——Quick, quick!”
Su Wensheng lowered his eyelids and looked at the scene in the mirror. The expressions of the people were like raging fire, even brighter than the morning glow in the sky.
"...I have met that queen." Su Wensheng said, "She didn't want to be the queen, but she was the only heir to the royal family. She hated war, violence and conflict, and had a very gentle temperament. When I was playing chess with her one day, she cried and told me that she hoped everyone could have peace. She usually helped children in the slums and built thousands of orphanages."
"In the end, she died, people tore apart all her achievements, and her innocent children died in the violence she hated most."
Su Mingan said: "Dislike for violence should not be an ideal, but a means."
The two were silent for a while. Su Wensheng waved his hand and a new picture appeared in the mirror.
At the Holy Alliance headquarters, Bluebird looked down at the people below the stage:
"——We must brainwash you and erase your memory of history."
"Lord Son of God, no. I heard that the technology of memory erasing is not yet perfect. More than 70% of people have become fools. There is still a lot of important information in our brains!" A researcher knelt on the ground.
Bluebird moved the glass pendant beside his ear, listening to the crisp sound of them colliding. He sighed with compassion: "Who made you drink the special medicine distributed by the Human Self-Saving Alliance and recall your past memories. In this case, we, the Holy Alliance, will help you erase these memories that you should not have."
He stroked the bloody mark behind his ear and sighed, "Don't worry, I won't take your lives. I have a kind heart and can't bear to see killing."
"Memories that shouldn't exist - memories of my daughter and me, the wheat fields my mother and I walked through as children, the look of the sweaters she knitted for me - are those 'memories that shouldn't exist'?" someone shouted.
"The fairy tales I read a few years ago and the thoughts I wrote down, can't those... be preserved?"
"Why have we... come to this point..."
Su Wensheng looked at this scene, and this time he didn't comment on anything.
The two of them stared at the scene in the mirror in silence until the roars and cries of the people intertwined and fluttered in the sea breeze.
From then on, they will forget their precious memories, forget who they met and what they loved when they were young, forget their deceased relatives, forget how much they loved them when they were alive, forget where their tombstones are buried, and forget their unrealistic dreams that support their lives.
Forget yourself, forget your roots, forget gratitude and love, forget literature, art and music, forget everything about human sensibility or rationality.
Forgot "myself".
"Do you know where the glory of mankind lies?"
Su Mingan spoke in the sea breeze.
"Ah." Su Wensheng put away the mirror: "I know... Of course I know."
"Is your blood still hot?" Su Mingan said.
Su Wensheng placed his hand on his heart.
"Of course." Su Wensheng's expression was mixed with a subtle pain: "It's not cold yet."
"So you still want to stop me from starting a war of gods?" Su Mingan's voice was also mixed with obscurity:
"Su Wensheng, I didn't ask them to sacrifice their lives. They just decided to resist based on their own will. They no longer wanted to be sheep in the rain. They wanted to run towards me."
"I am merely the Awakener. I call myself the Old God and give them the chance to stand up. If they decide to obey the Holy Covenant and never raise their heads again, they can certainly survive."
"Why do you think that all death is due to me, just because I gave light - a little flame to people in darkness?"
"If they want to hate me, they can wait until the day when the war between gods is over and everyone is rescued, and then point their artillery fire at me."
He is not Actor, and he will not take all the casualties in the war on himself. Of course, he will feel sorry for the war and feel guilty for the casualties, but he will not bear the sin alone and suffer every day.
The gods wanted to destroy humanity, but they did not start a war. Instead, they chose to give people "candy" and wanted them to die in the numbness of the candy.
Sugar is poison.
The sheep thought it was red wine.
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