Mystery: Lucky One

“…He is the first ray of light that was born. When the sun and the red moon rose, He no longer assumed the responsibility of illumination, but began to witness the fate of all living beings and guide the way forward for them…”

After only reading the beginning, Klein closed the book in front of him and asked in a very painful tone:

"Did you write this?"

Half a year had passed since Klein wrote down the name "Utopia". Verdu Abraham was still studying mysticism tirelessly, Zaratul hadn't come knocking on his door yet, and the dispute in the "God-Forsaken Land"... Klein didn't have time to see it.

Today, according to Alice's request, Klein held a ceremony to request the gift and received this book from her. Judging from the content, it is suspected to be the holy book of the "Goddess of Light".

The important things in the holy book are nothing more than those things, such as the honorific name, the holy emblem, the saints and angels, and the origin of the gods... Klein chose to look at the origin first. He wanted to know how Alice would answer the questions he had raised earlier - such as why the goddess of light had no light.

I have to say, this explanation seems quite...reasonable.

Klein was in a mixed mood, but Alice was very proud. Her tone was filled with joy and excitement as she asked happily:
"How about I just tell you what I can think of?"

"Did you really write this?" Klein said hesitantly, "Don't you feel embarrassed now?"

"Of course I didn't write it," Alice denied. "I can't create anything, so how could I write a holy book in my current state? I gave the idea to Little Sun to write it for me..."

Klein recalled his holy book and hissed as he immediately understood.

"You seem quite satisfied," he said tentatively.

"Well, because they write in a very cultural way..." Alice said slowly, "For example, that..."

She cleared her throat and began to read out what she had written down:

"He pierces the fog of fate and brings the future revelation to believers; He dispels the shadow of misfortune and brings good luck to believers; He corrects the trajectory of fate..."

“…Please stop for a moment,” Klein interrupted her. “Have you…finished reading?”

"Yes," Alice answered as a matter of course, "otherwise what if they wrote something they shouldn't have? For example, what if they really wrote that the goddess is my favorite..."

“…?” Klein’s eyes were filled with a hint of hesitation. “What if they wrote that I’m your Favored One?”

"Aren't you?" Alice asked back.

“…” Klein fell into deep thought.

He didn't dare to say that according to her, the goddess should also be, because he had figured out the crux of the problem - the goddess is not now.

After being speechless, Klein opened the book in his hand again. At least it wasn't his own book. Since Alice didn't feel embarrassed, Klein felt that he could bear it. He read it as carefully as possible.

Putting aside the embarrassment, everything actually seems to be written very well. It not only explains how the authority of the "Goddess of Light" seems to be a bit far from light, but also some languages ​​that once had other interpretations have new interpretations here.

It was not until he read the bible's interpretation of the end of the world that Klein had new questions:
“…The world will eventually come to an end, but every time the end comes, He will appear and bring new hope and new light to the world…

“…He is the light of enlightenment and salvation. He exists at the birth and end of the world, witnessing the reincarnation and changes of the world…

"Alice, can you tell me how the end of the world came about?"

"Never mind." Alice replied confidently.

Klein seemed to want to say something, and Alice laughed again, "Come to think of it, this was inspired by you..."

Klein was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to ask why he had such an inspiration, but then he paused and asked thoughtfully:

"Hey, you're not going to tell me this is a prophecy? Are you using this to balance your instincts?"

Alice raised her voice: "Hey, why not?"

Klein didn't say anything, but just frowned and thought.

Actually... it seems that it is not impossible? But will there be other problems...

A flash of worry passed through his eyes, and then he sighed and said, "Forget it. You must know your own abilities better than I do... I mean, I can't seem to persuade you, right?"

As a friend who has been with Alice all the way, Klein knows that Alice, who seems to change her mind every second, is actually not difficult to persuade if she has made up her mind about something.

For example, persuading her to go to school... Although this doesn't seem to be a suitable example, thinking of the difficulty of this matter, Klein shook his head and continued:

"I don't quite understand what makes you so determined, but if I ask you, you would probably say 'the guidance of fate', right?"

Alice seemed to laugh, and she responded happily:
"Normally speaking, when faced with an impact on the level of life and death, I would definitely be able to feel it. If I can't feel it, then it can only mean...

"Even if I were to notice something, it would probably be useless. It would be better if I knew nothing. At least I can be happy before I die.

"So, since I think it's okay to write like this, don't worry about it - by the way, you should be careful recently, okay?"

Klein's heart moved, and he asked tentatively, "Is something going to happen?"

Alice smiled again, and answered:

"Isn't this what you expected? Hmm, you seem to be deliberately exposing the anomaly of Utopia?

"By the way, are you really not going to care about the one who ran away from the Abraham family? I saw that he has been studying mysticism for half a year, and I don't know what he is doing..."

"Mr. The Hanged Man has been monitoring him," Klein shook his head. "So far, he doesn't seem to have any abnormalities... Also, I'm not intentionally exposing any abnormalities. This is just normal contact with the outside world."

"Oh, yes," Alice said with a "tsk". "So you make the city appear in a different place each time?"

“Well, have you ever thought about what your holy emblem looks like?” Klein quickly changed the subject.

"I'm still curious about your prayer gesture..." Alice said slowly, "Do you really want to adopt the middle finger as a prayer gesture?"

“No…” Klein uttered a syllable weakly.

This alone was not enough to stop Alice. Klein lowered his head and flipped through the book in his hand, quickly searching for useful topics:
"I don't see the holy emblem part, is it because it hasn't been designed yet? Angels and saints... okay, I am in it after all... why is the goddess not in it?"

"Can you compare with the goddess?" Alice rolled her eyes. "Why would I write about the goddess? Writing about the goddess being my son of God?" Klein started to cough violently. After a long while, he recovered and asked with an expression and tone as if he had seen a ghost:

"Why not you, the son of the goddess?"

Alice replied coldly:
“There are two reasons for this.

“First, I just boasted that the goddess is my favored one, and writing it this way would make our relationship seem very strange.

“Second, Mr. Fool, I am now truly your Son of God. Do you want to see the love story between you and the Goddess of Night?”

"Regarding this point," Klein argued, "this incident is not mentioned in the Holy Scriptures of the City of Silver. Well, actually, it's because I told Little Sun not to write about this part for the time being... I thought at the time that it would be best for us to collude on the testimony first, do you understand?"

"Hmm..." Alice thought for a moment, "It's not impossible to write, but..."

She paused, then smiled as if she had thought of something:
"No, actually that can also be considered... If He is willing, I will have three 'Mother Goddesses' in total.

"Well, I mean, unless it is true, writing a god as the son of another god is actually the same as being a descendant of God. I think, except for currying favor with someone, such as writing that you are the original child, no normal person would write like this...

"However, there is one exception. For example, if I were the Son of all existing gods..."

“?” Klein felt a question mark pop up above his head. “Are you sure this won’t make the scriptures of the major churches look like wild history?”

"No," Alice said firmly, "Because the scriptures of Storm, Steam, and Wisdom all say that the three of them were split from the spirit of the original Creator. The goddess wrote that she is the Red Moon and one of the eyes of the original Creator. I haven't read other gods, but they should all have similar statements, and I..."

Having said this, she paused for a few seconds, then chuckled and said:

“I am the first ray of light that was conceived, in other words, I am the first child, not a part of Him.

"From this perspective, isn't it natural for the gods to be my 'mothers'?"

“But generally speaking, whether it’s a split in the mind or a differentiation in some other part…” Klein frowned. “From a general point of view, this kind of situation would also be called a child’s, right?”

"Doesn't it depend on your own understanding?" Alice asked in return. "Say it's a part, or say it's a child, aren't they the same in that situation? In fact, you can say either..."

Klein pondered for a few seconds before asking, "Then how can you ensure that others will admit it?"

“It’s enough that they don’t refute it,” Alice replied calmly. “I don’t need them all to admit it. As long as a few of them are willing to admit it and the others don’t refute it, it’s enough for people to believe it. And the one who clearly admits it... Mr. Fool, you are one of them, right? As for the goddess... She shouldn’t mind if a few words are written in the holy book? Oh no, maybe she really would mind...”

Alice's voice stopped, she remembered the prophet's prophecy and fell into a strange silence.

The goddess wouldn’t disagree because of this, right? Uh, I wonder if the goddess knows the truth of the “prophecy”… No, it’s useless if she doesn’t know. The goddess must know. If it has something to do with fate, you can’t talk nonsense…

Feeling distressed, Ai Li ordered without any hesitation: "Can you ask the goddess about this for me next time you see her?"

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Klein asked dissatisfiedly.

"I don't dare," Alice answered frankly.

“…What an irrefutable answer.” Klein rolled his eyes. “Who is the other one among the three you just mentioned?”

"There's another one..." Alice stretched out her voice, "Isn't he still synthesizing it?"

"Synthesis..." Klein's mouth twitched. He clearly realized who Alice was referring to, but he felt powerless about her choice of words. "I remember you told me before that you respect the true God very much..."

"I still respect the true God very much," Alice said firmly, "but now I am also a true God, so talking about these things can't be considered blasphemy. At most you can just say I'm a chatterbox."

"...You still know that you are such a chatterbox!" Klein exclaimed in shock.

"But you are really blaspheming now," Alice added immediately afterwards.

Klein opened his mouth in shock, not knowing what to say for a moment.

——He couldn't refute it because he had just accused a true God of being a chatterbox in front of him.

The atmosphere fell into a brief silence, and then Klein said thoughtfully:
"In fact, logically speaking, I have blasphemed God countless times. After all, every time I call you, it is a blasphemy... Don't you think so, Alice?"

"That's right," Alice praised. "I hope that next time you call me out, you will recite my honorific name, and call me 'you' and 'the great goddess of light' when you face me."

“…Okay, great goddess of light,” Klein obediently changed his words, “Then is your honorific name still the same as before?”

"It's inside." Alice said cheerfully.

Klein was slightly startled, then lowered his head and continued to flip through the book. As he flipped through the book, he asked, "Which page?"

"Turn it over yourself," Alice replied.

Klein paused, then smiled and said, "Great Goddess of Light, can you give some guidance to your believers?"

“?” Alice took a breath, “You… you don’t even know my honorific name, what kind of believer are you!”

“Isn’t this waiting for your guidance?” Klein asked as a matter of course.

Having said that, he continued to flip through the bible in his hand, obviously not counting on Alice.

Alice also noticed this. She snorted and commented:
“Then you really should learn from Ouroboros… that’s what it means to truly follow the guidance of fate.

"Nothing else matters. When fate told him to die, he really went."

“…I don’t really want to learn this,” Klein retorted, “and judging from the results, there’s no way out. Speaking of which, what is your attitude towards fate? I’ve never been able to tell. Sometimes you seem to believe in it, and sometimes you just wave a flag…”

Alice answered with a rising voice:

“Well…I wonder if you’ve ever heard of this saying before?

"The left eye twitches for wealth, the right eye twitches for feudal superstition." (End of this chapter)