Chapter 50: Sin
- Rolled up a whirlpool.
Sin, the evil of this world, circulates and increases, chains, and changes, and its whirlpool.
Gluttony, ****, strong desire, melancholy, anger, laziness, hypocrisy, arrogance, jealousy, violating over and over again, germinating and rolling up the whirlpool.
Rebellion, intimidation, abandonment, seven crimes, coercion, theft, escape, false accusation, arson, insult, disrespect, disobedience, abduction, bribery, abortion, suicide, gambling, abandonment, perjury, possession of stolen goods, kidnapping, atrocity, all crimes should be sentenced to death, capital punishment, refusal and denial, all hatred, killing, never allowing killing, never agreeing, killing, killing is good, just kill, kill right, kill promise, kill kill, kill is not right, what is the only one thought, it's boring-
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The whirlpool of cursed voices swirled, there was something here that shouldn't have existed, and in the midst of a negative curse, a voice shouted "Yes! β
No way, there is no right or right in this whirlpool of resentment and curse, because everything is ugly and hateful, so the word cannot appear hereβ
βbut once again the voice clearly declared, it was.
Exactly, the world is like this, and since the facts are already in front of us, then why sigh? Why be surprised?
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The cursed voice asked.
What is right?
Who admits it? Who is allowed to do so? And who will bear the sin?
In the face of the bombshell coming from the dark head - it was indeed answered with a high-pitched mockery.
Stupid question, this doesn't have to be asked at all.
The king came to admit, the king came to allow, and the king came to carry the whole world.
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Mud asked, "What is the king?"
But while asking questions, it finds itself contradictory.
In this place where "individuals" are absolutely not allowed to exist, Mud believes that there are other people in his body, and that there are foreign objects that cannot exist here.
That isβthe kingβthat is, the absolute master, the unique being.
His name is Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes. β
"That's me!"
Accompanied by droplets, the black mud scattered and cracked. A foreign body that could not be digested even by using all the resentment, emerged from the black mud.
In the burning ruins, he again stood on the ground.
The body with the perfect golden ratio is no longer a spirit in the Servant period, but a real body, and the black mud that denies all life turns the impurities mixed in the body into crystals and discardes them, but as a result, a certain heroic spirit has fulfilled his wish to obtain a physical body and return to the world.
Even standing in the middle of the scorching hell, the majesty of the king's body made the flames around him dare not get close, and Gilgamesh generously exposed his statue-like nudity while sneering impatiently.
"-Actually treating such a thing as a wish machine to fight for your life, this aftershow is really helpless."
But it's not bad - the Hero King feels very satisfied by touching his new flesh that he has accidentally acquired.
"Will Providence let me reign again in this era and rule the world...... Hmph, the previous test was boring enough, but it's okay, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, let's accept the reality. β
Although he felt that it was very troublesome, since this was a challenge to himself from the gods, there was no reason not to face it, and Gilgamesh smiled bitterly again at himself as the king of heroes.
Through the deep darkness, Yan Feng Qili regained consciousness.
The first thing I felt was heat, then I smelled the smell of burning human fat, and when I opened my eyes and looked around, the flames in front of me seemed to be scorching the sky.
"This is ......"
He had thought that he had entered the world of the Holy Grail after touching the dirt again, but when he saw the naked man next to him, he immediately dismissed this possibility.
"Gilgamesh...... What happened? β
"You're such a troublesome man, it took me a lot of effort to dig you out from under the rubble."
Qili struggled to use his dazed brain to think about it, trying to grasp the whole incident, and the last memory was the large prop warehouse of the Civic Hall, where he knelt on the ground and was shot from behind by Kiritsugu.
- No matter how you think about it, you should be killed immediately.
He tore open the robe on his chest to inspect the place that should have been pierced, and suddenly, the impression of black mud appeared in front of his eyes.
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It's an illusion, there is no scar on the chest, try to press your hand above your heart.
ββ¦β¦ Did you treat me? Gilgamesh. β
"Well, you do look dead, but you have a contract with me, and I got my body because of that mud, maybe you came back to life for some reason."
In the end, the black mud of Gilgamesh failed to completely erode Gilgamesh, and along the magic supply line that once connected Archer and his Master, he reached the body of Yanfeng Qili, and became a source of life force that could replace the heart, so Qili was resurrected.
In other words, Qili is now living on the magic provided by "all the evils in the world".
"All the Servants are gone, and I'm the only one left, do you know what that means? Qili. β
"......" Qili, who had not yet fully sobered up, stared at Gilgamesh's red eyes.
"It's us who get the Holy Grail, so you just have to keep your eyes open and watch, if the Holy Grail can really fulfill the wish of the victor, then the sight in front of you, Yan Feng Qili, is exactly what you desire."
The hell of the red lotus, the screams that came into the ears with the wind, the dancing tongues of fire.
Qili stared blankly at the scene.
"That's what it is...... My, wish? β
Precisely. If this thing that fills the emptiness in the heart at this moment can be called "satisfaction".
"Destruction and sighing...... Can it make me happy? β
Precisely. If the emotions that are surging in my heart at this moment can be called "joy".
At this time, Yan Feng Qili finally understood the body of his soul.
Everything collapses so beautifully.
Painful people are so cute.
The screams in my ears were so loud and pleasant.
Charred remains are so ridiculous.
ββ¦β¦ Ha ha. β
Unable to restrain the emotions that had reached the boiling point, Qili laughed desperately.
What a sin this is, what a cruel devil he is.
This kind of world, which is spurned by God, is actually full of bright joy.
"What am I? Hahaha, what am I!? β
Even the heart-wrenching sense of despair was so luscious, Qili's body trembled with laughter, and his touch from his fingertips to the top of his head was unusually clear and distinct.
Ahh
I real, right hereβ
The first time I realized it, the first time I really realized that I was connected to the world.
"Why is it so twisted? Why is it so filthy? Am I really a descendant of Yan Feng Lizheng? Hahahaha, impossible! That's impossible! What is this!? Could it be that my father was able to give birth to a dog!? β
Qili found the truth in a place that was completely contrary to her own beliefs, and the irony turned out to be very happy.
How many detours have I made, are they all dreams?
Praise the preciousness of goodness and praise the beauty of the divine, and it is precisely because of such a belief in truth that Qili will waste more than twenty years of life, and he does not realize that his own nature is completely contrary to such truth.
- Satisfied? Qili. β
The priest laughed until he was exhausted, his breath was short, but he was still holding his stomach, and Gilgamesh asked in a calm tone.
"No, it's not enough, that's not enough." Qili wiped away the tears that flowed from the wild laughter, shook her head and said, "It's true - I finally got the answer in a life full of question marks, which is a big progress, but it doesn't solve any problems, I just skipped the process and method of answering the question, and got the answer directly, just like that, how can you let me admit it, and what can I admit it?" β
If God is the Creator of all things, then "happiness" is the truth for all souls.
But now, a soul that has violated morality but found happiness really exists, and Qili has just begun to believe that this soul is none other than herself.
In this way, there is a contradiction between the definition of good and evil, and the place of truth, which is impossible to ignore.