6. Proof of Existence (75)
The saintess’ question did not return an answer.
God was only looking down.
Say nothing.
does not intervene
As always.
It was at that time that the saintess’ chest was ignited.
The saintess’s voice became fierce due to the flames of emotion soaring.
“I, you were always looking at me… … ?”
Stumbling, the saintess raised herself.
Surprised and embarrassed, the sentence did not form properly. However, even the fragmented language was enough to reveal the sincerity that had been buried.
The emotions she had suppressed shook the saintess’ voice.
“My, even when I fall… Even when I cry out your name, ask for help… Even when I screamed and begged!”
Pak, the saintess stamped her feet with all her might, and bloodshot eyes stood in her eyes.
Blood leaked from his chewed lips. In an instant, the heightened emotions blew away all of the saintess’ reason.
“Did you see me, you’re asking… Answer me! Why were you just watching! You, how much do you… … !”
Staggering, the saintess’ body leaned as she took a step.
It was because I couldn’t overcome my temper.
Pak, the woman’s fist knocked on the hard ground. No, does the ground exist in this space filled with light?
It wasn’t the woman’s concern. A mournful sob escaped his teeth.
“How much, how much!”
A howl that squeezed the lungs resounded as it tore through the empty space.
Still, God did not answer.
“How many times have you believed… But you never answered me!”
The bloodshot eyes looked straight ahead with bitter resentment and hatred.
still no answer
“Why, why?! Answer me… answer me! Why did you just watch me suffer?! He said he loves me the most! You say you love us! But why is the world the way it is!”
In front of the god, a nameless woman was crying.
“You said you were omnipotent! But why are you just watching?! The world you created is a mess… Is this what you mean?! What’s your smug plan?! what the hell why… Why, why, why!”
End of struggle and clamor.
The woman now began to cry and beg.
“Please answer me just once, just once… I can give you that, I’ve served you all my life! Your poor little lamb, I wish you… Please answer me just once, just once… Please answer me!”
Sobbing, the woman clenched her fists.
“… … Are you a god?”
The woman barely swallowed the cry that rose to her throat, and slowly raised herself up.
It had been a long time since the tears in his eyes had been hot.
“You are not a god! They throw us into the fire, and they’re just vile spectators who just watch and watch! Wasn’t it funny how we struggled?!”
Mad with resentment and betrayal, the woman was already insane.
Without even knowing what she was talking about, the woman took a step and continued to criticize.
“I hate you… deny it! Even if I fall to the edge of hell, I should… Because, because you betrayed me first!”
Still, God did not answer.
As always.
It seemed that the woman would go mad even more. The excited voice rose again.
“Why did you put me into such an odd fate?! Why is it me… why… … !”
Then all of a sudden.
The woman felt the fact that God’s vision was wider. It wasn’t just the woman that the light wanted to gaze at.
Pale pink eyes blankly looked at me. There was a silver rosary still emitting light.
Chin, the woman’s breath stopped.
A voice from memory was playing.
‘Do you believe me?’
“Why, by all means… it’s me… … .”
The man laughed and said.
‘Because it’s you.’
The fog suddenly clears.
My mind clears up and my head starts spinning. There were memories pouring in one after another.
‘You are the best gift the heavens have given to us… Until one day the world recognizes you, and… … .’
The heated voice immediately subsided. The light pink pupils swayed aimlessly, and the woman’s tone trembled.
“I-it’s me… … .”
‘… … Hide your face until you meet someone who truly understands you.’
Tears welled up in the woman’s eyes and ran down her cheeks.
We met for the first time.
A person who recognizes ‘me’, not ‘saint’.
my destiny, my love
With a sigh, the woman’s knees bend and her body falls over.
Looking back, there was a time when a boy with jade-green hair asked with a gloomy look.
‘Sister, will there ever come a world where orphans like us are not discriminated against?’
So what did I answer?
‘I’ll make it.’
yes, it was
‘I don’t need sympathy so far… With our own hands, we have to do it. Pigs who are full can’t upset anything.’
can’t be me
A person who has fallen to the bottom, the only person who can fathom their pain.
it’s me
“… … Should it be me?”
drop, drop.
Tears drip down and make a clear noise. God was still silently staring at the woman.
The woman cried silently.
The woman’s right hand, groping in the bosom, gripped the silver rosary so much that it hurt. Every time the pain pierced her brain, countless deaths were being replayed before her eyes.
Even if the skull is smashed and the intestines are ruptured.
A man who has risen hundreds of times.
“Is this the will of the Lord… … ?”
God still had no answer.
As always.
“Are you saying that even if you collapse and fall down hundreds or thousands of times, get up again? This strange fate! On the thorny road prepared with hardships and trials, to be torn and broken as you please?! Do you really have to do that?!”
In the silence, a woman’s voice resonates resoundingly.
Gritting her teeth, the woman staggered to her feet again. The woman’s body trembled as she stood on her two feet.
“Hello, then… If this is my destiny… … !”
and take another step
Tak, the woman knelt down and touched the ground.
The head gradually approaches the ground.
Deep and deep, the servant of God bowed his head and wept.
“… … Obedience, I will.”
Even as she gritted her teeth, the woman did not raise her head again.
“As you wish, I will roll you down in the pit of fire hundreds or thousands of times… I will gladly be stoned by the blind and endure the accusations of the deaf… Because this is my way!”
Swallowing back tears, the woman spoke again.
“Because it’s my path, the one I’ve decided to go on… … !”
And again silence surrounded the son-in-law.
God silently looked down at the nameless woman. For a long time, as always.
how much time has passed
The clouds covering the ground parted, and light poured in from all directions. Even in the middle of facing the light, the woman only shed tears with her eyes closed.
It was then.
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Just before losing consciousness, like hallucinations.
“… … Immanuel (I will be with you).”
The saintess seemed to have heard those words at first sight.
soon, fall.
And consciousness went dark.
**
The flames of the ‘purification trial’ burned all night.
For a long time, no one left the Court on the Mount. It was the same with Ian, the saint, and even the judges and tens of thousands of people standing on the mountain.
They were just watching the flames in the center with a bit of anxiety and anticipation.
And as the dawn slowly dawns.
“… … what?”
A blank exclamation escaped from the mouth of an unknown person.
Before long, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked up at the sky. The crowd, who looked up at the sky at the same time as it was strange, soon had to let out their own exclamations.
“It’s a rain cloud!”
“Dark clouds are coming!”
One by one, the rain clouds that had begun to fall began to spit out torrential rain.
The Pope and other judges exchanged bewildered glances at the sudden weather change. While Ian also looked around with bewildered eyes, only the saint was silently gazing at the burning flame.
shoot ah-
The pouring rain turned into pure white steam and was hit by soaring flames.
It didn’t take long for the lofty flame to burn out. In just a few minutes, only charred firewood and steam remained in the center of the Court on the Mount.
A gulp, a dry swallowing sound is heard.
Ian slowly got up. It was already a face that had gone mad.
A wind blew from somewhere.
Then the steam that covered the firewood disappeared. Above it, a woman in a pure white robe sat with her hands together.
without a single speck of damage.
No, not even a single thread was burned on his clothes, let alone a wound. Tens of thousands of people couldn’t even exclaim, their eyes wide open as they tried to catch this miracle in their eyes.
Eventually, the dark clouds gradually lifted, and a ray of sunlight began to shine down.
“Oh oh… … .”
The pope burst into exclamation and fell to his knees right there.
A brilliant golden halo shone above the saintess’s head.
Halo.
It meant that a new saint had been born.
Starting with the pope, tens of thousands of people began to kneel one by one.
Fluff, Fluff, Fluff.
When the sound that resounded one after another like heavy rain finally stopped.
The nameless woman’s eyelids slowly opened.
Above those light pink eyes was a divine golden light.
Looking down at the tens of thousands of people bowing their heads, the nameless woman uttered just one word.
“Now do you believe (arti pisteuvete)?”
Then tens of thousands of believers cried out,
“… … Immanuel!”
This is the first time in the history of the Holy Kingdom that spans a thousand years.
An unknown woman proved her innocence in the blazing fire.
This news will spread throughout the continent through the eyewitness accounts of tens of thousands of witnesses.
It was truly a miracle from God.