292 – First Day (3)
After.
The man put his hands together and blew out the incense with his mouth. It wasn’t that I had completely stopped eating and drinking, but I had such a loss of appetite that even when I ate bread, I couldn’t really taste it, as if I was chewing sand. Because I felt uneasy, no matter what I put on my lips, I had no interest.
So, even though this man was noticeably gaunt, she did not forget to light two incense sticks every day. One of her incense sticks was for his wife who died by hanging herself. And one other scent,
She would rather die and forget all of her pain, lose even the right to leave the world, and for her own son, Zig, who must exist twisted forever.
After.
I extinguished the second incense stick, pulled out the almost burned incense stick, and replaced it with a new one. This rare incense was imported from the Eastern Continent, across the vast ocean, almost on the other side of the world.
The price of a precious item from 200 million miles across the sea was beyond imagination, but Layton Valencia didn’t even care. The wealth I had accumulated while running the business was now meaningless.
Now he and his people are free from the sun, but as the shackles have been removed, new shackles have emerged. As one of her men, he could neither stop nor stop his wife when she took her own life to protect her chastity. No, he couldn’t even be there in front of him.
Also, when his son died before he could even walk and was reincarnated as a Shinigami, he was unable to do anything for him as his father. So what is the point of having a thousand gold in hand?
Actually, he knows. The only people who liked to burn incense like this were traders, and his wife and children would not even be able to smell this incense. This incense could not be used to save anyone, not even those who had already died or those who had died. But if you can’t do even this, there’s really nothing you can do!
“At least, I wanted to find my son’s body, hold a funeral, and bury him next to you.”
Hugging her wife’s tombstone, her man burst into tears like a child. So, to this man, the strange things that had happened in the world so far were just problems he didn’t even want to know about.
Even if the ground shook, even if I heard the sound of another messenger appearing on the continent, or even if there was a strange rumor circulating that the day of the end of heaven and earth was coming, I didn’t care. He no longer had any regrets about this world.
“How distressed is my baby right now? How much strength must my baby have right now? A Shinigami, after all, a Shinigami! I committed the sin, so why should my son have to bear it? Tell me, honey. If someone were to immortalize my child, would I be grateful to that person? Or should I resent it? “I really don’t know.”
For the Shinigami, who are twisted and twisted beings, the only rest is death. Its life is not of the normal kind. Just being alive and breathing is a pain, both for yourself and for others. The Death God cannot survive without constantly spreading evil thoughts.
It would be great if I could let go of that resentment and achieve Buddhahood.
Why would a person with such a large bowl die and turn into a god of death in the first place?
What’s more, his son Zig was only a baby when he died and was reincarnated. Because it is extremely pure, once it is twisted, there is no answer. In the end, it was all karma.
“I wish I could give you some spare money, or even just these flowers, on your way!”
He sobbed again as he placed a flower on the tombstone of his already dead wife. Fortunately, there is a body in the grave where this tombstone is erected. The body was washed, soaked, and anointed with oil, and was not buried for 9 days. There was a lot of work to be done. He had to choose a good site, cut down a tree to make a coffin, and make a tombstone.
After mourning at home for nine days, the burial was finally possible on the tenth day. The burial mound was not raised until the next day. It was not until later that the tombstone was made.
So, we have all the respect that can be given to someone who is leaving this world. So every time he thought of his child, his heart ached more. The man turned his head and looked at a small grave next to him.
A temporary tomb made by simply piling up dirt. There is no body or coffin there. Strictly speaking, his son is not dead and is probably still alive and well. It is unknown where he is and what he is doing, but he must exist somewhere on the continent.
However, as a human being, he was as good as already dead. Maybe he could have been worse than that.
As a parent, it’s sad to let your child go first, but if it degenerates into something else… That’s something you can’t bear.
It would be great if things changed. If only he were to be tormented by resentment in his twisted mind for eternity and live only for hatred, and instead his son could attain Buddhahood!
If I could do that, even if the devil came and whispered to me, I would agree without hesitation. He will smile and nod his head, no matter what the cost.
‘I forgot about that child for a moment.’
When I buried my face in the tombstone, closed my eyes, and opened them again,
Is it a dream? Is it real? I could see in those eyes the image of someone who had visited this place before.
This is a person who has already left this place a long time ago, but now that I see his face,
Is it because I want to rely on God for this heart that has no place to go?
‘But there is nothing to worry about. You can now let go of that heavy burden on your heart.’
He appeared as a translucent figure and only licked his lips, but he could be heard. He could understand. From heart to heart, the meaning was shared.
Anyone could see that the priest’s translucent appearance was not a living person, but he was certainly not a dead person. After his body died, only his soul remained and was not seen as a ghost wandering the nine heavens.
It was the same as being here, and it was also the same as not being here. So it was meaningless to even tell whether this was a dream or reality. It wasn’t any different anyway.
‘Although I will take back the trees and springs where miracles took place, there is no need to be upset even if the visible miracles disappear. Even without the firefly fertilization fruit, that sun will not be able to do anything to you and your descendants in the future. ‘In the future and forever.’
In the not so distant past, when he stopped by this place,
He was still confined by the constraints of being human, and there were limits to what he could do.
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I wasn’t skilled enough to deal with the curse directly placed by the ancient god, so I had no choice but to solve the problem by taking a detour. He only escaped the curse of the sun by using the firefly crystal fruit, but the curse was still in the sun and would remain with the sun for eternity.
Still, there won’t be any problems. If spring water, which is evidence of a miracle, gushes out on this earth without drying up, and the trees that grow after drinking the water bear firefly-fertilized fruit.
However, although miracles can sometimes reveal their majesty and help people, they should not be left in a place where they become a part of everyday life and can be reached at any time.
Currently, the existence of this fruit is not known outside the vampire community. This place has been isolated from the outside world since Duke Shumira’s reign, and thanks to that, the rumor has not yet spread.
Even if someone receives the information through some channel, most likely they will just treat it as hearsay and not pay any further attention to it. Is there anything in the world like a fruit that is golden and that, when eaten, reorganizes the body?
But if there really is such a thing,
In the end, the secret is bound to be revealed at any time.
No matter how tightly you hide it, it will eventually be revealed. It just buys you some time until then. And if that happens, how many people on the continent will be greedy for this fruit? How much value is this fruit?
Once this issue becomes a hot topic, firefly crystals will no longer be something to be thankful for. Even if nothing has changed in the fruit itself, people’s greed will inevitably make the situation that way. Therefore, miracles are ultimately nothing more than illusions and must always be recorded in history as nonsense.
In the past, even if all these facts could be inferred, there was no other way. But not now. Now I have the power to practice a better way. It was possible to bring about an invisible miracle, not a visible miracle!
So now, I am back here to do just that. To retrieve all the miracles that have been scattered so far, and to leave the mysterious moments only as stories.
In the end, miracles are meant to help people keep going, and should not themselves attract or guide people. It only appears for a moment in moments of hardship and must disappear.
“Wow…!”
Inhaling quickly, the red-faced vampire opened his eyes. He woke up quickly and quickly discovered that he had dozed off. I guess I’ve been tired for a while. It was clear that he had already reached his limit, both physically and mentally.
You fall asleep and wake up without realizing it, as if you have narcolepsy. However, after waking up, I definitely felt lighter. I wasn’t even thirsty. Maybe it’s because I’m so angry inside, but when I wake up from sleep, the first thing I do is always look for water.
“Was it a dream…?”
“Count! Count! “Where are you?”
As he was recalling that moment, which remained in his mind too vividly to be a dream, he heard a voice calling him. It was a voice I knew, so I cleared my throat and responded, and soon I started feeling popular around me. He was definitely someone who knew. I didn’t know his name, but I definitely remembered his face.
“You…”
“It’s a font, Count. I am working as an assistant secretary at the top of Layton. “I am just one of those who make a living thanks to the Count.”
The man who had taken off his hat in front of him and bowed politely suddenly became serious and continued speaking.
“But that’s not the important thing, Count, we’re in big trouble… We’re in big trouble!” The holy water, the golden fruit-bearing holy water that was there until yesterday, suddenly disappeared when I saw it today. I don’t know how to tell you this either. “The ghosts… Are crying loudly.”
“They suddenly disappeared…?”
“It was not pulled out by someone, cut down with an axe, or burned by lightning. It just suddenly disappeared! As if it never happened from the beginning… Everyone is now confused as they don’t know what this means. “People are anxious.”
The person speaking right away seemed a bit anxious. Although there will be no problem for those who have already eaten the firefly fertilized fruit, it is certainly terrifying that their future children will still be exposed to the curse of the sun.
However,
Only then did Layton become convinced that what he had seen was not a dream.
“From the beginning, the tree was not ours. It didn’t belong to us. Since it was an object that was not supposed to be on earth, it was natural for it to disappear when its use was exhausted. Perhaps in the future, that sun will not be a problem for us or our descendants.”
And my child too.
My poor child will also be saved only then.
So there was nothing to worry about anymore. Only then did the man’s face, which had been covered in a gloomy light, clear up a little. He no longer worried about his son.