Chapter 18 In the Name of the Messiah!
Heaven.
That supreme and holy being guided the soul of the Messiah for the third time in the dream.
To reach that distant heaven.
Endless auspicious clouds covered the ground of the heavenly kingdom, and the mist, like a wilderness or a plain, knelt before the Lord. In the very center of the heavenly kingdom, an inexhaustible spring, which has been flowing since the beginning of the world, comes from nothingness and goes to nothingness.
The lord of the crows, possessing a multicolored black hue.
Like a precious treasure, it was played with in the hands of the Lord...
That boundless, formless, and intangible sacred phantom.
The first time His true name, that of the first Messiah, was called—
[Yara——]
[My Messiah...]
Nayara's spirit suddenly awoke.
He gazed at the majestic, illusory figure before him as if in a dream.
He felt an inexplicable urge to cry, and he whispered incredulously, tears streaming down his face.
"Lord...my Lord..."
Did you call my name?
[Yara——]
[My Messiah...]
[Listen carefully, for I have revealed myself...]
Yara wept bitterly and knelt on the ground.
His heart was filled with an immense joy.
This joy was no less than hearing his wife say she was pregnant...
This joy comes from the soul.
It comes from his instinct as an existence...
Anything that exists should rejoice when the Lord calls its name.
It's like giving him meaning, bestowing upon him a mission...
He exists precisely because of this!
[Yara——]
[My Messiah...]
Listen carefully...
[Those that are outwardly strong will inevitably perish due to internal decay...]
Yara wrote down the parable again and again, and recited it aloud over and over:
"Those who are outwardly strong will inevitably perish due to internal decay..."
"Those who are outwardly strong will inevitably perish due to internal decay..."
"..."
See after it was written by Arah.
That majestic being seemed to have achieved His will.
He then summoned Aaron away.
But Yara mustered his courage at this moment, not knowing when the great Lord would call him again after this parting.
Perhaps soon, perhaps a long time, or perhaps we will never see each other again in this lifetime.
He must seize the opportunity to ask all his questions and resolve all his confusion!
So he cried out in prayer:
"Lord...my Lord, please let me stay a moment longer..."
"Lord...my Lord, I beg you to answer my questions..."
As Yara spoke, it seemed to move the supreme and majestic phantom, and the fading gaze solidified once more.
He prostrated himself on the clouds and asked devoutly:
"Lord...why me? Why did you choose me to be your Messiah..."
"What should I do?"
"Seeing the suffering of the disaster victims breaks my heart..."
"I was filled with anger when I saw that slaves were treated worse than cattle and horses..."
"I suffer because I see human life as worthless as grass..."
"When I saw bullies oppressing the weak, I was filled with murderous intent..."
"Lord...tell me, why me...?"
"Lord... tell me, what should I do..."
The water of that divine spring flowed gurglingly, and the clouds and mist of that heaven rose and fell intermittently.
Like the voice of all things, sometimes grand, sometimes subtle; like the essence of all phenomena, sometimes joyful, sometimes sorrowful, that immortal sound resounded in Yara's ears—
[Because you have the blood of the Messiah flowing in your veins.]
[You will be the Messiah, as all things return to dust, as light dispels darkness.]
[You are Yara, my Messiah...]
[Do justice, love mercy, walk humbly with your Lord...]
[Apart from this—]
Do what you do, think what you think.
[No taboos...]
Yara prostrated himself before the great Lord.
The admonition has entered his ears, and the sacred decree has settled in his heart.
His troubled mind instantly cleared, and his furrowed brows relaxed.
Lord—
"I want to do what is right..."
"I want to contemplate that thought of salvation..."
"Perhaps I will never be able to do it in this lifetime..."
"But I have offspring, and my offspring have offspring..."
"Generation after generation, endlessly!"
"I raise the torch, and pass the flame on!"
"Because I am the Messiah."
"Your Messiah..."
"Therefore, in the name of the Messiah!!"
As clouds rise and fall, he cries out with his soul.
The voice of a mortal echoed above the heavens, startling the auspicious clouds into dispersing... Even the lord of the ravens beneath the throne of the Lord was shaken by the roar of this mortal...
Within his spirit lies an immortal will...
But the will of mortals is different from the distant and unfathomable will of God—
They agreed without prior consultation.
...
Yara awoke from her sleep.
I noticed that my cheeks were already wet with tears.
I silently prayed a few times in my heart—
"God is supreme..."
However, after experiencing this summons from God,
Yara underwent an indescribable transformation; he became more confident and his eyes became more determined.
No longer confused, no longer running away, he knows what he needs to do and what he should do...
—He found his mission.
When he stood up and looked around, he was surprised to find that...
There was a pool of ashes in front of him...
But when he looked at the others, he was suddenly startled.
Before them stood several strange, transparent, ghostly figures, emitting wisps of black mist that connected to their brains...
Meanwhile, Dick and the others were still fast asleep!
...
"With this hint, the Lion of Yara should be in a much better situation."
"Be smart, poison it, stab it in the mouth or ass."
Yahweh nodded to himself.
"Oh, Lord, something just tried to peer into the Kingdom of Heaven through Yara's dream…" the raven exclaimed in surprise. "It seems to be a dream demon."
Yahweh looked worried and asked, "Ah, is everything alright...?"
"Won't this be like the Dark Forest incident, revealing my coordinates?"
The crow didn't understand the second sentence.
But it casually reassured me, "Of course it's okay!"
"The moment that thing saw you, it couldn't bear being burned to ashes."
"Ordinary creatures wouldn't even dare to spy on you."
"Even if it's just spying on me, I can't bear it!"
The crow spoke with great pride.
Yahweh shook his head:
"That's what you're saying."
"It's as if I scared someone to death."
Yahweh, standing on a cloud beside a spring, watched as Yara, on earth, tried to awaken his companions.
He said with some appreciation, "Yara is a pretty good kid."
"Once you have the ability, you should think about doing good deeds and benefiting the people."
"Unlike some crows, who want to turn people into tools for generations."
The crow flapped its wings and retorted with a bitter face:
"Lord, finding the scroll is the important thing! The important thing!"
"That Yara kid is always up to no good!"
"Alright, alright, stop arguing."
Yahweh caught the crow in his hand and manually muted its microphone.
then.
The magnificent phantom of that heavenly kingdom once again cast its gaze upon the mortal world.
They plunged into that land shrouded in darkness.
Cast your devotion upon that soul that has just undergone transformation, that has been acknowledged by the Lord Himself—
The first Messiah.
...
"Let them go!" Yara didn't know what was going on.
But his intuition told him that these dark figures were up to no good!
So he immediately pulled out a dagger, preparing to cut his wrists.
The dark figures were startled to see Yara awake, but they looked around cautiously.
Once they discovered that Yara was alone, they had nothing to fear!
So, the black mist tentacles of the dream demons temporarily withdrew from Dick and the others.
It turned towards Yara, hovering in the air, like a bowstring ready to be released.
Yara was not afraid.
Whether it's a rotting corpse or a ghostly figure!
From this night when he appears before the Lord, Arah knows who he is!
He proclaimed himself Messiah, intending to save the world!
How could we be frightened by a few lonely ghosts?
He was about to plunge the dagger into his wrist when he didn't notice the black mist tentacles suddenly flying towards him.
They knocked his dagger away.
In an instant, the black mist tentacles touched Yara's skin.
They cling to it like leeches.
Yara was suddenly startled!
The next moment, an unprecedented pain, almost to the limit of physiology, entered Yara's body, and he even vaguely felt a pain in his heart!
"ah!"
Yara couldn't help but let out an extremely painful wail.
Then, he froze, slowly turning his head to stare at the black mist creatures.
It's like staring at some rare treasure.
"Wait a minute?"
"Your method of attack involves controlling the senses—"
"...to make people feel extreme pain?"
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