Chapter 483 – Cause and Effect (2)
They did not want the seeds of the tree that would one day become like their mother.
I wanted a mother who was already growing, not a seed that would grow and sprout and become a tree.
They did not even think about their own future, nor did they even try to take care of their own trees, but they just greedily wanted the mother who had already taken root and had spread out branches.
And.
A war broke out.
They threw away the seed that my mother gave birth to, taking away half of me, and they started a war to take her mother away from us.
Many tribes.
Those who were strangers but became family fought back, and we also fought back, but countless blood was shed.
Every time, my mother cried sadly as the blood splattered on the ground.
Why is my mother sad even when they die?
They are just a bunch of people greedily trying to steal her mother.
So, why is my mother just dying?
Then, she should have realized.
Love given without limit should not exist.
Well, my mother had to realize that not being satisfied with what was given… Would only lead to destruction.
No, we had to realize it, even on behalf of our mother who did not understand it.
But I couldn’t do that.
Thousands of years have passed.
The forest keepers who swore to take care of Mother forever fought for generations, but the war never ended.
They poured out fireworks.
I was never satisfied, and I hated what I never had.
The flames that burned them down poured down on their mother.
And the tree burned.
“Aaaaa”
We screamed
Seeing our mother burning, mourning, and not even hating, but just burning, we shed tears, burned, mourned, and cried out in hatred on behalf of our poor mother who did not even know hatred.
Why did it have to be like this?
Why is it that my mother, who only loved me, who only loved me, burns with hatred from them?
Why don’t they recognize her mother’s love?
Why?
Ah.
Okay.
It was like that.
Limitless love is not reciprocated.
Love without compensation is simply something we take for granted.
For those who do not know value, they are only greedy because they cannot get anything more.
It was because it was not something he achieved on his own.
Since they did nothing with it and it was just given to them, they did not know its value.
Because he couldn’t, he just hated what he didn’t have and set off a flame that burned everyone.
Like that.
We cried and burned to death.
Our mother, who was burning and trying to extinguish the fire in our burning bodies with the water left in her own body to save us.
Likewise, I died while watching my mother dying.
And.
And…
I woke up alone in a world that had become a heap of ashes.
Beneath the roots of a huge tree that had burned down and become a heap of ashes.
He survived as the ‘only’ forest keeper of this world that his mother ultimately protected.
“…”
‘Ah, I have to go.’
Even as it turned into ashes and scattered, my mother spoke.
‘Thank God, that’s it. ‘You’re alive.’
‘Dear, my baby.’
My mother said that, and she finally said it to me.
‘…My daughter, my alter ego, has passed to the other side of the world. ‘Can you take care of those children for me?’
And…
‘…I want you to understand those children. ‘They were just sad because they weren’t loved.’
Mother.
Mother.
Mother.
Why are you
Even after becoming like that, you still say such things?
…It would have been enough if your love had only been conveyed to us.
If you had done that, you wouldn’t have burned down.
They shouldn’t have been accepted from the beginning.
No, even if I accepted them, I would treat them like family. I shouldn’t have accepted you as someone to share your endless love with.
Mother wasn’t supposed to love them.
Those who are not worthy of love.
Those who are not worthy of respect.
It was right for them to just live and die outside of your shadow.
If only it had been so.
If only…
‘…I want to receive it. I hurt you… It was my fault… I’m sorry… But… Please forgive me… They…’
Passsssuk, I said.
Along with the crumbling tree roots, a mask made of charred wood was placed over the melted skin of the face.
And.
I looked up at my mother who was already burned.
Mother.
A mother who speaks of love even after being burned and dying like that.
A mother who tells us to understand those who killed us.
“…Your children, what sin did we who died for your love commit?”
Were they worthy of being loved by scum who did not even understand whose help they received to be saved?
Than those of us who understand your love, respect you, and care for you?
In the end, we all burned to death.
Are you telling me to understand them?
“Ah, ahhh!”
Their hatred has burned you.
Their hatred has burned everyone.
Our souls are trapped in this world that burns for eternity.
Shouldn’t you, too, continue to experience burning pain until the day your divinity declines?
Since you understand that, why would you say something like that?
It should have been control, not love.
For those who do not understand, it would have been more effective than making them understand.
Leave a difference in love.
I should have raised the right banner.
Love, just endless love, was wrong.
My mother was wrong.
So, it was on fire.
Not just with myself, but with everyone.
“I hate you. Mother.”
I will hate them.
“I hate you, mother.”
I will hate you.
“I hate you, mother.”
I will hate myself.
Burnt, swallowed ashes.
I swallowed my mother.
And, the land where the mother’s daughter went.
Went towards the other side of the world.
A person who resembles his mother.
Mother’s half.
The spirit will be like the mother.
He probably loves everyone there and tries to protect everyone.
I will do the same even though I have seen the words of it.
That shouldn’t have happened.
Well, it just burns again.
That’s better.
That would be better.
“I myself will burn your daughter and tell the world what righteousness is.”
Illusion.
No, it’s an engraving.
This is…
It was a huge spell using Avalon as a medium.
Using Avalon, which affects the entire Earth, as a medium, he showed his memories to everyone in this world.
He.
The last remaining forest keeper in a world of one dimension.
And, the one who swallowed the ashes of the tree he protected.
Also, the person who tried to burn the daughter of the tree he protected took off the wooden mask she was wearing.
Made of burnt, tangled flesh.
A man with an ugly appearance who did not fit in with the elves, a race said to be a race of beauty, opened his mouth.
『It will exist in this world too. Worthless people. People who are not capable of living on their own. Those who are worse than others. However, they also live. Clinging to the mercy of others, bowing down to the mercy bestowed by hypocrites. However, you will not know that gratitude.』
You miserable, lowly species.
It is better to become someone’s food than to live.
You people, it is even more right to become fertilizer for the land.
Rather than deciding your own use, you are more worthy of having someone decide for you.
“You will not be satisfied with your survival. You are satisfied with the fact that those who have everything you do not have – teeth, a strong body, strong bones – are keeping you alive. Rather, they would consider it unfair. Many people will. Why do they get nothing but this? Why are they only given this? That is how you were born, but you are not satisfied with that, and you crave more, more, more, and in the end you will be destroyed.』
ㅡLimitless.
The weak who are intoxicated by the freedom and equality given to them without anything in return.
Those who are stronger than you have taken from you and given it to the weak.
You strong people who surrendered to the freedom and equality given to them without any compensation.
『Those of you who think you are being treated unfairly by being deceived by the words of hypocrites who say that you are the same as us and that all of you have the same life. Listen. Listen, you hypocrites, who told them lies and turned their eyes away from righteousness.』
A voice full of hatred pierced into my head.
The words of a madman who gave birth to countless children and took the spirits of those children with nothing but hatred for the world spread through my mind.
“Look at your neighbors. Look at those who can take a life in an instant with your strong teeth and sharp claws. Are you the same as them?
It was shaking her roots.
『It will be different. You are superior to them. He is worthy of standing above them. But lo and behold. What are your and their lives like?
By engraving his hatred into everyone’s minds.
『There are people who are not afraid of you as your neighbors. The food you can swallow in one bite is about to rival you. The servant who was once your slave became like you not by his own power, but by force.』
And whispered.
“They are afraid of you. They fear and lust for what you have. They probably think they want to be like you. They are a people who have nothing but that. But the greedy people don’t know that. I want it, I want it again, I will crave it again. And, it’s over. Because I can’t accomplish all that. Even if it means bringing you down, he will sow that hatred to make you like him. Just like our world did.』
So. Before that, you stand on top.
『With that power. With what you have, with that natural strength. Accomplish what you should have accomplished. What is wrong with the strong taking and the weak taking? What is equal and what is fair? Take it away before it gets taken away. Kill it before you get killed. Hate. You are not the same. You are different.』
He continued.
『Dragons that can burn down a city in an instant. Say, are you like mere goblins who eat the ground?』
He continued to spread hatred.
『Vampires who have hundreds or thousands of slaves, speak out. Is it really right that your slaves were taken away and that you became the same as them?
He.
He was trying to burn the world with his own hatred.
