Chapter 1281: The Road of Lies, the River of Hope
Even though what Hui Tiansi said sounded frivolous and cheerful...it was like he was brainwashing new employees.
But whether it was Lily or Hassan...even Haina, they all easily understood the hidden meaning behind Hui Tiansi's words -
That is the solemnity hidden in the playfulness and the solemnity hidden in the jokes.
——Whether it is defeating Tianshi, saving the world, or becoming a pillar god in the new world, it all has a common premise.
That is to give your whole life in this moment.
Regardless of whether they can defeat Calamity Red, the actor of "Supreme Sky", and regardless of whether Aiwass can defeat the Void, at least they will die today.
It was like a group of people talking and laughing about how twenty years later they were all heroes again, drinking all the wine and smashing the cups. Behind the scenes of the passionate revelry, there was an unconcealable sadness.
"...Is this also, premature death?"
Lily murmured.
She subconsciously thought of the idea that old Moriarty had repeatedly mentioned, which even had a profound influence on Aiwass: since we will die sooner or later, why not die at a more useful time?
"No," Hui Tiansi seemed to have heard this theory before, but he turned around and denied it with great seriousness, "Rather, it's the opposite.
"It's not that we will die sooner or later, so we might as well die sooner rather than later. It's that we will surely be saved in the future, that our work will surely be accomplished in the future, and that our death will surely be meaningful. Only then can we face death with our heads held high!
"It's not despair, but belief—even if it's just a lie, it brings hope, doesn't it?"
Even though it's a path of lies...
But it is the principle of hope.
It's like spreading false beliefs in an age of chaos and sin. God is false, faith doesn't exist, but the hope born from it is real.
Just like entertainment, games, and other meaningless pastimes...even just white lies like "You are great" and "I believe you can do it", can really help people get through a desperate day again.
——Is that true?
——Of course not.
For those who hold the source of "truth", what is true is true and what is false is false. They firmly believe that what is false cannot become true, and what is true cannot become false.
But for most people, most of the time, that’s not the case.
People yearn for the future, people crave hope, even if... it is just a lie, it is better than walking alone with nothing around and nothing in front of them.
Lies may not be able to fight against nothingness, because lies themselves cannot provide true meaning. But after finding meaning, they can make people persist a little longer and take another step forward.
Take another step, another day, another year.
Relying on one lie after another, I gradually got through those sad days. When life gradually got better, looking back... I realized that if it weren't for the gentle lie of "you are fine", those short-lived laughter that numb the soul, and those big promises of future opportunities, I might have given up long ago.
If I hadn't persisted at that time, everything would have turned into "meaningless" nothingness.
After the turning point called "miracle", what will inevitably come is a world of great chaos.
If we were to name the twelfth source river, it would undoubtedly be—
This is the river of hope.
"Like... the Fool in the Tarot card?"
Hassan murmured softly.
There was a fire in his pupils, and he murmured in a daze.
At this point, Hassan finally understood the meaning of his existence.
What he did was not a meaningless cycle of rebellion, but the ultimate sacrifice that would end all suffering.
He is by no means the only king in the Land of Fools who has not drunk the water of foolishness, but a pioneer who will sacrifice his life at the right moment.
Fool——
That is the first card in the Tarot deck.
Sometimes, people who seem reckless and foolish are more likely to achieve success and create miracles. When the adventure begins and the sun rises, the future is full of possibilities.
Hassan is undoubtedly a fool.
Alone and away from home, he accepted an extremely dangerous deal from a bad guy and headed to the wizard tower full of mystery and unknowns, just to fight for a tiny chance.
When the time was right and peace returned, he did not choose to stay with Narcissus, who was sure to make a great career in the future, to compete for the lofty position of the Master of the Mage Tower... Instead, in order to change his hometown of Anxi, he took the Fragment of Fire and returned to Anxi to fight for a tiny possibility.
Destroying the slave rule of the good master and destroying the rotten old rest - before he actually did these things, he himself did not dare to believe that he could do it.
——But he did it.
Did he think he was sure to win?
And the same...
Hassan looked at Haina and Hui Tiansi.
He didn't know what kind of experiences the two of them had, but that free and determined look in their eyes could not be faked.
——Presumably, they are both similar people.
Abandoning the happiness you already have to pursue that great cause that is almost impossible to accomplish...
"This is indeed a fool."
Hassan laughed self-deprecatingly and looked at Hui Tiansi with a firm gaze. "Please tell me what to do."
"I'm ready too."
Haina also said firmly.
"Looks like you two have figured it out."
Hui Tiansi smiled and said, "Then add me in.
"I'm not very skilled at rituals of this scale... After all, I'm only a remnant of my soul. Aside from those of you with powerful perception, Hassan should be the only one who can see me.
"--But, I have a friend who can help."
As Hui Tiansi's words fell.
Morgan also moved aside, allowing a spirit to emerge from the light.
That was the "Angel Aiwass" that Aiwass had just met from Rock Cellar City not long ago!
A slender human figure like thousands of crushed stars, an angel shrouded in divine light.
He has no skin, but is made of a ball of light. He looks like an ice cube shining with a milky light.
He is both male and female, majestic and solemn like an ancient sage, yet innocent and curled up like a young baby.
In front of the divine body, lines of light gradually intertwined, weaving out of thin air a handsome blond young man in a white suit and a monocle.
When Haina saw him, she was stunned for a moment and suddenly opened her eyes wide.
The blond young man pushed his glasses slightly and smiled warmly.
"Hello everyone, let me introduce myself. I'm Jacob, Jacob Alexander. I'm an apostle of Huantiansi and the grandfather of Aiwass."
He looked at Haena and smiled gently. "Long time no see, little Haena. Ever since you left for school, I haven't had the chance to tell you stories. I missed you outside Rock Cellar City before, which was quite a pity."
"Grandpa Jacob?!"
Haena blurted out.
"That's right."
Jacob nodded: “That’s me.
"—I will take care of your ceremony."
(End of this chapter)
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