A king who kills others, a god who kills himself – 14
The golden mirror is not stupid. Sometimes smart people are more gullible, but that’s not the case. All the memories and emotions I read were read in this image space.
Why did Elric abandon him and how did the golden kingdom perish? The golden mirror already knew. To the bone.
He spoke softly to Hwang Geum-gyeong, who lowered his head. The words that already existed in his heart, but he had been trying to ignore.
“Geumguk is not beautiful at all. No, it’s rather uglier than other places. A country of craftsmen and technology. A country that makes money through business. It’s full of people who are brighter than anyone else, selfish, and sell their pride for money. Each of them pursued their own profit, and when the country was in danger of ruin, they hunted you as a devil. Did you really want to recreate that country?”
There was no answer. Does not matter. My words are enough to destroy his paradise.
“I don’t think so. You can tell by looking at the paradise you created. A golden palace where the homunculus works without saying anything, and there are only alchemists who can communicate with you. The Iron King gives you affectionate compliments, and everything in the world takes the ideal form you desire.”
I wanted to make a gold country. So, I went around all the things around me, ‘pension’. Villages, tools, and even rice fields. Idyllic rural landscapes, thriving cities and magnificent castles. The ideal sight he wanted became a reality right in front of his eyes.
However, the ideal is unrealistic. The sight that was considered ideal does not actually exist. He pointed out the contradiction of the golden mirror.
“The golden country you miss does not exist. Because this golden palace, made by ignoring the outside world and attaching only the parts you like, doesn’t even resemble the Golden Kingdom.”
What I say is his inner voice. No man can resist himself. It forcibly awakens and stimulates the golden sutra, which has no body and only thoughts.
“Stop pushing yourself. Your wish cannot come true. Not because you lack the ability, but because you don’t know what you really want. That’s why your last work, ‘Golden Sutra’, has been wandering the land vainly for hundreds of years, holding only meaningless wishes. Foolishly looking for the next prey even while the wildcats are eating them.”
Golden Sutra. It is a keepsake of the Demon God who rebuilt the Golden Kingdom, and the posthumous work of the first alchemist to remember the Golden Kingdom.
However, Hwanggeumgyeong failed to rebuild the Golden Kingdom. For the sake of an unfulfillable wish, he spends all his life in prison, but the traces of the golden kingdom he created only become prey for the seungnyang and are eaten.
Hwang Geum-gyeong gritted her teeth and said.
“What… do you want?”
I’m going to get rid of the golden mirror.
It’s not because the golden mirror interferes with me, nor is it because it will cause a war with the military. The golden mirror is a delusion. As long as it exists, the wish of the golden mirror can never come true.
I will shake off all his arrangements, destroy the golden sutras, and contain him within me.
“I want your wish. If repeating this fantasy forever is your wish, this would be your own answer, but isn’t that your wish? Why does the golden mirror exist? Why does the last period you hit last forever without ending the story?”
It’s not just the golden mirror. Everyone who died. The dream of those who left the world, dreaming of heaven and hell in their hearts. All that delusion, it all came from ‘her’.
In place of the missing heaven, I became an ossuary. Now it’s the turn of the Golden Goblet to enter here.
“What is holding the golden mirror in its bridle? What is your real wish?”
A living human might not respond. The wind can change at any time, and even if you don’t have to say it, you can achieve it with your own strength.
However, those who are nearing death cannot afford that. He spits remorse to leave behind his wish that will soon disappear from the world.
If so, those who are already dead.
“… I will make a beautiful gold country.”
I can’t help but say it.
I asked carefully.
“Even though the forbidden country is an obscene country that accused you of crimes and killed you?”
“Such a country, but I loved it.”
“The Elric you loved betrayed you at the most difficult moment?”
“Anyone like that, I admired him.”
The more he speaks, the clearer his mind becomes.
I liked the country. Not because of patriotism, but because of nostalgia for being home.
I loved Elric. Not because she was loyal, but because she admired her looks and abilities.
It’s a sin or a responsibility. He justified his death with all kinds of reasons, but in fact, he died as an example to vent his anger. If you really ask for malice, you had to kill thousands of people who took care of themselves even in the middle of the chaos, not the golden sutra. Unlike Hwang Geum-gyeong, who couldn’t bear to leave the country, they abandoned the country without hesitation.
I couldn’t do that, so I killed the golden mirror.
Even in the midst of this, Hwang Geum-gyeong loved the country and the king.
Even if all kinds of reasons are attached, wrapped, and decorated, it eventually comes down to the human mind. There is no need to attach detailed circumstances to it.
“Is there any reason to recreate that country? Judging by the appearance, if someone other than you had discovered alchemy, it would have been ruined on its own.”
There must have been no sense of duty, but Hwang Geum-gyeong found the reason very easily.
He was an irresponsible king in an ugly country, but Hwang Keum-gyeong loved everything. I wanted to go back to the happy times in it. So.
“Because I want to.”
She made up her mind.
Click. The shackles that bound his feet were released. This is because the sense of guilt that binds the golden glasses has disappeared. Keumgyeong stood up slowly with wobbly legs.
I asked as if to confirm.
“Even though it is different from the gold country you lived in?”
“When things are fixed, they are bound to be different from the first time. We’ll fill in what’s missing, undo what’s broken, and fix what’s bad. It’s alchemy for that, and it’s a golden mirror for that.”
Jerking. The chains that bound his arms break strand by strand. The Golden Lord stretched out his free arm and held the Golden Bell in his hand. A jingle and a clear sound filled the room.
I asked one more time.
“But, is it possible? The gold soup made by the golden mirror has no staying power. No matter how well you make it, it will disappear sooner or later if there is no human to take care of it. Even if there is a manager, the wildcats will eat them all. You don’t want a country that disappears soon, do you?”
This time the answer took a while. But it wasn’t long. Because there was nothing to stop him who had his own heart.
“… If it doesn’t have staying power, it will ‘make’ even that.”
You make it?
Kung. The sword that had been gripping his throat split and fell to the ground. Nothing binds him now. Having found complete freedom, the Golden Lord raised his head and declared.
“If the homunculus is not perfect, you can improve it to make it more perfect. If the wolves break the golden kingdom, you can exclude them from breaking it. Fortunately, both goals can be achieved in one way. It’s a win-win.”
Wow. Wait for a sec.
The conclusion is strangely strange.
“-Collect them so that they do not harm anything in the forbidden land I created… We will use it as a material for the Homunculus. A homunculus that will move longer and lead this country.”
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Maybe I just let the monster loose.
So far, Hwang Keum-gyeong’s products have been terrifyingly sophisticated and practical, but only humans have been lacking somewhere. It was probably because, as the Golden Jing said, he did not understand humans well. Maybe there was some reluctance to make humans.
However, now that all shackles and chains have been thrown away. Nothing can stop the golden mirror.
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Moan. What about this
“The dead have no influence on the world. Of course, your wish cannot come true. I don’t really like people who die so easily with such a precious wish in their arms.”
However, the Golden Sutra is slightly different. He did not die with the wind on me. Instead, even before he died, he created something to fulfill his wish.
The thoughts left here are really his wishes. His pure wish, not bound by anyone or commanded by anyone. If so, I must affirm this too.
“Even when you die, you leave behind something that will make your wish come true. I will cheer for you.”
Actually, there’s nothing I can do but cheer for you.
I am a magician. You can bring out his hidden desires, but you cannot quell them with a headwind. Magic looks great at first glance, but in reality, it’s all about pretending to be great by deceiving what’s possible.
If I think I’ll interfere, I’ll kill you immediately. Because the golden mirror has cast off all its bridle. Without power, I can’t change my mind.
“… My teacher is only one. You teach me a lot too.”
Fortunately, I wasn’t among the targets of his enmity. Showing more respect than hostility, Golden Kyung passed me with the bell and headed out of the room.
“I will achieve what I have not been able to achieve before.”
The world shook. When the story ends, I feel the sense that my very existence is rejected. As I felt my body being sucked into something, I left him one last word.
“Try it. You won’t know until you try.”
After that, the world turned dark and I was banished from his image.