Chapter 1272: "Spring"

*The King of Space-Time, Beacon of Destiny, Embodiment of Sefirah

Castle, Dominator of the Spirit World, Lord of the Mysteries... So the

"Mysteries" mentioned by the ancient sun god refers to the Lord of the

Mysteries...* Klein silently repeated the titles as he felt the

trauma in his heart increase.

He immediately thought of a question and hesitated before saying, "Based

on what I know, a long time before the last civilization ended, The

Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings had already

appeared."

After the Seven Lights exchanged looks, the thin Yellow Light Venithan,

who was translucent like other spirit world creatures, sighed and said,

"We weren't aware of that. When the previous civilization came to an

end, the Seven Lights from before had been wiped out when the Oldest One

awoke. We were the pure lights that were born from the spirit world

during the First Epoch.

"However, we have some guesses about 'the great ruler above the spirit

world.' Perhaps this can answer your questions."

Klein perked up and wore an attentive look.

Yellow Light Venithan continued, "We suspect that some of the Great Old

Ones that were active in the First Epoch were Outer Deities who had been

directly attracted to this planet. Some of them came alive as sefirots.

In other words, some Great Old Ones were equivalent to the Oldest

One---embodiments of the different personalities 'He' split into.

"Whatever separates will definitely converge, and whatever converges

will definitely separate. This description isn't limited to Beyonder

characteristics, but also refers to the Oldest One 'Himself.' As most of

the sefirot and characteristics are from this supreme existence, there

are natural inclinations of convergence. And the Oldest One is the

amalgamation of all the contradictions in the Universe. Once the sefirot

and characteristics are gathered, it will almost certainly separate."

*Is this the crux and origins of the law of convergence of Beyonder

characteristics? The Genie is an unlucky Outer Deity who got attracted

to this world, only to encounter the Lord of the Mysteries?*

Klein nodded slightly and didn't interrupt. He patiently waited for

Yellow Light to share "Their" guesses.

Dressed in a lemon-yellow robe, Venithan glanced at Klein and said,

"Perhaps the Oldest One had already had an inclination towards

separating while asleep. Therefore, 'His' mind was split into different

parts. 'He' used different titles to secretly interfere with the real

world and prepare for the separation that was bound to happen once 'His'

body woke up. For example, God Almighty or the Celestial Worthy..."

A reasonable guess; it can explain many of my doubts... Klein

immediately felt enlightened.

He deliberated and said, "In other words, you believe that 'the great

ruler above the spirit world' was a part of the Oldest One. To a certain

extent, 'He' is equivalent to the Oldest One?"

"That's right." Orange Light Hilarion gave an affirmative response

before comforting Klein. "Based on the present situation, the great

ruler is also the same as the rest of the Oldest One. 'His' will and

powers have faded over time. Your Excellency, regardless of you being

'Him' or not, it doesn't hinder you from putting up a certain level of

resistance. Keep what's left of your humanity, and reach a particular

balance with 'Him.' Heh heh, separation is inevitable."

What kind of consolation is that? Klein couldn't help but

lampoon.

Then he realized a problem:

*Since the Oldest One dissociated into different parts, the mental

imprint in the body of a High-Sequence Beyonder of the corresponding

pathway should also belong to the different Great Old Ones.*

*If the Primordial One which awoke in the ancient sun god's body is the

God Almighty as described by the Seven Lights, then who would it be when

the Primordial One's mental imprint begins eating at me?*

The answer to this question was very obvious. Without needing to think,

Klein could answer it:

The Lord of the Mysteries, the Dominator of the Spirit World, the

Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings!

In other words, it wasn't that the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth

for Blessings hadn't left any traces as he had previously believed. "He"

had already awoken in Klein's body!

F\ck...* Klein's entire body turned cold. He inexplicably

experienced what the ancient sun god previously felt.

At that moment, he was very worried that, one day, he would unknowingly

become another person, becoming the resurrected Lord of the Mysteries,

the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings.

*However, an awakening of this level is similar to what other angels

have encountered. It's not as strong and irresistible as I had imagined

it to be... This is because I'm different from the ancient sun god. I

wasn't born with the status of an angel, or even in control of a

Uniqueness. I advanced step by step, and I was able to complete the

digestion in different stages? If that's the case, I have to thank the

grayish-white fog that sent the "curtain" into the Forsaken Land of the

Gods. Perhaps, this involved the help of a particular, or several

existences... Yes, that's still not right. I've already become the owner

of Sefirah Castle. There's no reason for the corruption and

contamination I suffer to be the same as other Sequence 2

angels...* Klein secretly shook his head. He didn't raise the

corresponding question to the Seven Lights.

To him, this was one of his core secrets. He definitely couldn't let

other existences know what his current state was like.

He raised his right hand and placed it to his mouth. He coughed lightly.

"I roughly understand."

After chatting with the Seven Lights, Klein stood up and bowed.

"Thank you for your answers."

"It was our pleasure. May Your Excellency return to the throne of the

great ruler above the spirit world as quickly as possible." The Seven

Lights stood up at the same time, giving him a warm response.

Are "They" trying to curse me? Klein teased himself as he

politely sent away the seven pure lights.

Following that, he activated "Teleport" once again, and returned to a

secluded alley in Backlund.

Pressing his top hat on his head, Klein strolled down the street.

The first thing that caught his eye was the crowd of all kinds of people

and the hustle and bustle that formed a heatwave.

Some people were wearing linen clothes, sawing down abnormally tall

trees in groups of about four people. Some of them formed a team, busy

repairing the streets and houses that didn't suffer too much damage.

Some held Desi pies and sweet ice tea in their hands, rushing past him,

as though they were rushing to their workplace. Some of them rode cargo

carriages, carrying food, meat, and vegetables, all heading in different

directions...

Although most of these people wore simple clothes with plenty of visible

stitches, and there were still signs of numbness and pain on their

faces, the vitality their bodies exuded seemed to interweave into a

light of hope before Klein's eyes. They were tenaciously brimming with

life.

They were like grass that tried their best to tear through stones after

a cold winter.

Klein slowed down his steps and gazed deeply at the bustling scene.

Although he hadn't seen the tragedy in the later stages of the war, he

had learned plenty from Miss Justice and Leonard. Furthermore, he had

previously been traveling in the even darker and more repressed Forsaken

Land of the Gods. It was inevitable that he felt some uncontrollable

emotions.

Spring had arrived.

Klein's expression gradually relaxed as the corners of his mouth curled

up.

He walked through the streets and alleys that were rebuilt after the

war, and he walked all the way to Saint Samuel Cathedral in North

Borough.

The square was filled with potholes. The workers were doing the first

round of cleaning. A small flock of pigeons had returned and landed in

this once-familiar area.

Klein looked around but didn't find any hawkers. All he could do was use

historical projections as food and scatter it across the floor.

As the pigeons flew over, he crossed the square and entered the

cathedral where the bell tower was being repaired. He sat in the front

pew of the prayer hall.

Looking at the Sacred Emblem that was the crimson moon surrounded by

stars, Klein took off his hat and clasped his hands. He closed his eyes

in this tranquil environment.

He gradually calmed down, feeling as if he was really praying.

At this moment, Leonard, with much longer black hair and darker green

eyes, walked down the aisle in a black trench coat and red gloves. He

came near him and sat on the pew two spots from him and began praying.

In the absolute silence, Klein opened his eyes, stood up, put on his

hat, and walked past Leonard.

When he reached the door, Leonard slowly got up and followed behind.

One after the other, they arrived at a corner of the square not long

after.

Leonard looked at the few pigeons on the ground and seemingly mumbled to

himself, "I'm already a high-ranking deacon of the Nighthawks. In

another two days, I'll return to the Holy Cathedral for some studies, as

well as obtain a corresponding Holy Artifact."

In the final stages of the war, he advanced at the frontlines to

Sequence 4 Nightwatcher.

"You don't seem to be too happy." Klein, who was standing beside

Leonard, didn't turn his head as he looked at the pigeons.

Leonard laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I have no right to be unhappy.

"I was just thinking that the battle of gods ended so quickly, and the

result was unexpected. Does it mean that the previous defeat and the

difficulties that everyone suffered were nothing but bait?"

"Before today, I shared your views. I was also puzzled and frustrated,

but now, I'm a little lost. This might have been... a necessity." Klein

didn't hide his feelings.

Leonard fell silent for two seconds before looking down at the pigeon

that was prancing around him.

"That's what Old Man said too..."

Without waiting for Klein to say another word, he turned his head and

glanced at his former colleague.

"You've become an angel?"

Pallez Zoroast had told him that what Klein had done previously was

perhaps to prepare for his advancement to an angel.

"Yes." Klein nodded slightly. "But there isn't any glory or power in

this. Only pain, curses, and responsibility."

"Why?" Leonard subconsciously asked.

Klein didn't reply immediately. He looked down at the shadow by his feet

and turned to walk out the square.

After a few steps, he turned his back to Leonard and muttered to

himself, "You should still remember that sentence.

"We are guardians, but also a bunch of miserable wretches that are

constantly fighting against threats and madness."

Leonard was taken aback. After a few seconds, he turned to look at

Klein, but all he could see was Klein's back which was just about to

disappear around the corner of the street. He was wearing a half top hat

and a black trench coat.

With a whoosh, the pigeons on the ground flew up into the light-blue

sky.