I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists chapter 126

Episode 126. I love you too mom

Tasian Paloi.

The person who taught my other personality about love and neglected it, causing it to awaken hatred.

And in the end, she, who wanted to destroy humanity, may be someone who deserves to be eliminated for the sake of humanity beyond her personal circumstances.

At this moment, with her like that, with her in front of her, it was inevitable that I would be overcome by her urge to exclude her.

‘And yet, you’re leaving?’

And the source of her other personality wanted to forgive her, even though she felt the same impulses that I feel now.

Even though the resentment was so great that it became a catastrophe that threatened this world.

At the end of my life, I chose to forgive her by suppressing it with reason.

‘I’m not leaving. I’m just saying I’ll leave everything from now on to her dad.’

‘… ‘Firoy.’

‘You don’t have to feel sorry. I didn’t expect to be mixed in so directly, but in the end, withdrawing like this would be in line with the meaning of my existence.’

Even after death, I could have fought for that impulse and for control of my body.

But the reason he didn’t do that was because he thought it was his role.

Unlike his previous life, he came to the conclusion of leaving everything to me through his own will, without anyone’s coercion.

‘Dad, you probably know this, but a soul is nothing more than an elaborate record with an ego. If life is a story, the soul is nothing but an extended version of that story.’

It’s just a forced extension of a story that has already been concluded…….

Knowing that he is such a being, the child would have had the desire to respect the will of someone with qualifications.

‘In the end, since it is just a record, that alone should not hold the reins on someone’s path.’

Unlike his initial immature appearance.

They came to me after accepting all of my memories because they thought I was suitable for that qualification.

‘Philoi.’

‘It’s okay. Because it doesn’t disappear. ‘I’m just trying to complete my calling by passing on to my father.’

If I don’t do it the way I want, it may not be possible to turn it back.

The child shed his previous immaturity and smiled at me with a more mature look.

‘Dad, you know too, right? The things she left behind, even though she has already passed away, are still being passed down to someone in this world.’

He tried to teach me with that face.

Just as someone inherits history, inherits traditions, and receives teachings…

Even if you lose your life in vain at the end of a painful life, if someone takes it over, it will leave meaning in this world.

‘… It is said that humans have no choice but to live in that way, taking over from someone else, but in the end, the choice that is made in the end is not something left to us by others but one’s own will.’

Even though it may not be possible to correct the story that has already been written.

It serves as the basis for a new sequel to be written later.

‘So, from now on, don’t worry about me and focus on your father’s story. ‘Not obsessed with the story I told her, but the story of her father, who was inspired by the stories of her and her people.’

I knew that was why the child acknowledged me and left, but even so, I couldn’t help but feel scared.

Is it really okay for me to make decisions on my own?

I wonder if it will be possible for me to continue the will of a noble warrior like her without collapsing in this harsh world.

‘… ‘I wonder how my mother’s story will be received.’

The hand that was stretched out to the child who was trying to leave out of such fear was immediately withdrawn when he looked back at me with a smile.

A bright smile that proves that what you just said is not pretense.

‘No matter which side you choose, I will support my dad.’

A being who reflects the most humane hero in this world.

Because you realize that you trust me.

***

“… Tacia.”

“It’s not Tacia.”

My hatred remembers that smile.

The magic spear created by combining the hatred I felt as a human eventually disappeared as if evaporating from the point where it fell from my hand.

“This is Woo Hyo-seong. Not Tacia… ….”

He said this while squeezing her shoulder with her free hand.

As the child said, I am not her daughter, but a separate being that has just inherited her memories.

Removing the tip of her spear aimed at her was also a conclusion reached by my own will.

“…It was like that.”

Even though he realized this, Tasian draws a feeling of loneliness as if he cannot shake off his regret.

However, her target has changed, but what she wants to do will not have changed.

“Still, you know what kind of being I am, right?”

“I know, because I saw her memories.”

“Even if there is no resentment, you will feel some level of disgust. Me, who has trampled on countless people like you…….”

As they say, she did something that cannot be forgiven by human standards.

No matter how special people thought of me, I couldn’t completely shake off that evaluation since I was also human.

“But why…” ….”

“Because I don’t know everything.”

But what defines her is who she is.

Can the life of an individual named Tasian Paloi be defined as just a monster that slaughtered humans?

If the lingering affection her daughter left behind has escalated into a disaster that threatens the world, does that mean that even her past as a warrior who fought against the dragon has never existed?

“Because I don’t know the details of how you felt when you did such a thing.”

Even for the woman who slaughtered her humanity, the daughter felt her love for herself.

Because she had lived an empty life all along, she realized that she felt immature in her unfamiliar emotions, and in the end, she decided to put aside her resentment towards her by relying on her humanity.

“You don’t have to try to understand. Since I too was the type of person who ran wild without caring about such things, you too must be honest with your heart…….”

“The war was caused by people who did not understand others.”

This is a fact I know better because I have lived the most cruel life.

The era that took place at that time, when humans were killing humans, had no choice but to fall into such madness because they did not understand each other.

“… I know. “I don’t know about you, but I know your daughter.”

The only thing that can blame the instigators is the beginning. As time goes by, those who have inherited someone else’s hatred point their swords at people they have never met and repeatedly bite them.

Because they don’t know anything, they lack a sense of guilt, and because they don’t understand each other, they want to become even more obsessed with what they inherited.

Taccia was a victim of that era.

Tasian, who was in front of me, happened to be in that kind of era, so he lost the time to think and went on a rampage.

“… “That’s the world I live in.”

That alone does not eliminate her guilt, but was I such a just and great person that I could hold someone guilty in the first place?

The reason I wanted to become a warrior was because I was too weak to live in this harsh world.

Without someone’s help, it wouldn’t be surprising if he would have been crushed a long time ago, because he was nothing more than a lonely worker.

“It’s such a world… I’m afraid of living in the future.”

That’s why I felt that the favor shown toward me was even more touching.

“I’m afraid of living in a world without you. “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have grown this far.”

“It’s not for you. It’s for me too…”

“Then why did you prepare me a meal?”

I flinch. The trembling of her body wrapped around mine.

It was teaching me that all the attitudes I had shown so far were not just for the sake of my own death.

“It wasn’t necessary just for the sake of it.”

I wasn’t just thinking what I liked.

Tachia’s memories…….

Because I was convinced that forgiving my foolish mother at the end of my life awakened my love for myself.

“But the reason you prepared the meal was because you thought it was necessary for the tool that would make your wish come true?”

“…….”

“In the temple that inherited her memories, were you only seeing your daughter as a projection at every moment?”

Just as she suppressed her own hatred on that basis, I too seek to evaluate the one before me on the basis of the trust of the child who placed his trust in me.

Although humans may not be able to touch their innate origins, their last moments in life were pitiful beings that humans can understand.

“If not, please look at me. It’s not Tacia, it’s Woo Hyosung…. Please look at me here looking at you.”

Her feelings are different from those expressed by Airi and Marylin, but she does not want to kill her because she gives her feelings, which she clearly defines as love.

I want to continue to be with someone who loves me. Because it is a harsh world, I couldn’t help but think like that even more.

“Please…” ….”

At this moment when I was expressing such desperate feelings, I felt a vague anxiety rising from a corner of my heart.

I wonder if even her current resentment will be conveyed to her, and she will express her resentment towards me in a way that puts everything she has shown me up to now to shame.

“…Please don’t let the person I gave my heart leave anymore.”

As the fear of whether I would be able to handle the responsibility that would follow came over me, her body began to tremble as she sat down.

Is it really okay to do this?

If it’s her, then the child who connected me to this moment…….

Even if you see a mother who looks like she’s going to collapse at any moment, will she be able to respect my choice?

“… Really.”

A voice suddenly reaches me as I long for such an answer.

At the same time, her hands, which were cupping my cheeks, gradually pulled back and turned my head toward them.

Unlike the cold and delicate fingers, we bump our lips, which feel faintly warm.

Blowing a breath warmer than the breeze blowing at this moment.

“You really are a bad kid. You.”

At the end, she parted her lips and then took a step back from me, clearly showing herself.

She said, “Ever since that child was gone, all she has been alive has been pain, and she says she shouldn’t get comfortable yet…” ….”

He is not emotional even when he vents his resentment towards me.

As if to lift a burden off her mind, she smiled more at ease than before.

“…Tassian.”

“But, even if that child were alive, he might have talked like you do now.”

Yes, it is different from her own wishes, but she may have had this ending in mind as well.

She closed her eyes, giving up something of herself, and spoke to me in a low voice.

“So, can you make me one promise?”

Promise.

For her, it is something that can never be overlooked.

Even though it has declined, its foundation is a being called a dragon, and for a dragon, a promise is absolute.

Through the absoluteness of that promise, she has been able to endure the pain until now, even correcting her own broken will.

“Promise me just one thing. Just one……”

Nevertheless, she wanted to use this moment to make a new covenant with me.

I want to continue this painful life.

“…What do you want me to do?”

In order to do so, she gives her heart and lives up to the expectations of the man whose heart she has.

“Be my son.”

The family bond that can be said to be a curse to that life….

She was wishing to repeat this moment of her own will.

“…Tassian.”

“It’s okay even if it’s just an excuse. Just let him do for you what he couldn’t do for that kid.”

But how can that be called foolish?

Unlike back then when she was so confused and committed something irreparable, now she is acknowledging her own sins.

If she acknowledged her sin, then what followed should be atonement, not liberation.

“Give that child a chance to prove that what he left behind has meaning.”

Yes, the dragon was still in love.

I hope that my love for that child will continue even though I am now a miserable body with nothing more to burn…

****

“… “It ended up like this.”

And, a bard watching the whole scene hidden in a nearby bush.

As she looked at their appearance reflected in the setting sun, a bitter smile gradually began to appear on Marylin’s lips.

The heart awakened by a dragon who was born empty, at the end of its life. Even though he considered it a curse, he once again chose to continue with his own will…….

The reason it doesn’t seem like anything else is probably because at this moment, he feels that he empathizes with them.

It’s just a different form, but what they feel can definitely be defined as love.

“I welcome the increased number of romantic partners, but Airi seems calmer than usual. “Every time I get close to Hyosung, he takes on a sharp attitude.”

Iri Haven is watching this from a distance under the tree.

But she didn’t have a crystal ball in her hand to predict the future.

I had already predicted that the current conclusion would come to the extent that I could guess how the two people were feeling, and I had also made up my mind to do so.

“As there is a long way to go, the more helpers there are, the better. Moreover, Tasian feels a deep sense of loss over losing her child, so she would never betray the person she made into her family.”

“Hmm~ A helper?”

Mary Lynn snorts at her blunt voice and glares at her with a sly look.

“Is that really all there is? I think there might be another reason…….”

Sensing her eyes, Airi held her breath for a moment, but soon lost her attention and turned her gaze back to the two of her.

As we go down the hill with our backs toward the sunset, we swallow the confusion that comes from seeing them holding each other’s hands and moving forward.

“… Because I know. “I wonder what it’s like to mourn the loss of her family.”

She, too, lost her mother at a young age and was raised by her chief father and tribesmen.

How could he pour cold water on their relationship by bringing up his own circumstances?

“Hyo-seong also came to this world away from his family, so wouldn’t he be able to gain strength if there was someone to replace him?”

Yes, people cannot live alone.

Only if you have a companion and companion who will accompany you on the arduous journey, and someone who will always protect your home to return to, will you be able to demonstrate the courage to boldly climb the journey.

-Shoot.

As if to bless the seed for him beginning to sprout, a warm wind gradually began to blow between the two people coming down the hill.

As if blessing the relationship between the two people, the leaves of the tree blowing in the wind were also gradually opening up and opening the way.

“… Son.”

In the process of walking down that road.

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She whispered to her new adopted son.

“Mom, do you love me?”

On behalf of my daughter whom I will never see again.

I hope she can hear the answer from her other child.

“… I love you.”

The sad answer given to such a question.

The perfume-drenched mother smiled brightly as she endured the throbbing in her chest.

“Yes, Mom too.”

Keeping the words that can no longer be conveyed within oneself.

“… “I love you too, Mom.”

At least for the new relationship I found at the end.

I hope that she will be able to honestly reveal her feelings in the future.