If there is something that everyone in the world has in common, it is probably that, either vaguely or directly, they believe that they are different from others and that they are special.
It is true that no one is the same in terms of talent, education, and acquired experience, but while this difference makes the world and individuals colorful, it is not necessarily a good thing.
When an individual is too attached to himself, he will naturally not be able to see others and the truth clearly.
"I am different. I was born to be a master. The lives of those untouchables are not as valuable as mine. They should dedicate everything to me."
Nobles, royal families, and religious people all have such expectations more or less. A small amount can improve their awareness of fulfilling their duties, but if it is too much, when people no longer regard other compatriots as human beings, no matter how cruel the evil deeds are,
Will take it for granted.
"I am favored by the God of Luck. I will definitely make a comeback in the next round!"
In a sense, gamblers and careerists are all on the same road. They always feel that they may eventually make a comeback, which makes them never satisfied with what they have gained so far. They constantly take risks and gamble, and in the end they end up losing.
Lose your life and chips, or win everything.
Everyone has this kind of "blind self-awareness", which is part of human nature. It is not right or wrong in itself, and may even play a positive role in personal growth. However, as age and experience increase, this "blindness"
"Consciousness" is often smoothed out by harsh reality.
"It turns out that I... am just a mortal, just a member of the general public. There is nothing special about me."
Mortals know their own limits. So they reluctantly give up their childhood fantasies. Ability, talent, status and other seemingly vulgar things. But in the end they decide to push the limit of what that person can go. However, some people never
From the beginning, I knew where I should be, but I was never willing to spend this rare life just like that.
Oros Milan, the boy who was called "Broom Star" Oros by his relatives and friends, knew his status and his destined future - a puppet not long after he was born.
Oros was born seventeenth in the royal family. But this does not mean that he has no right to inherit the throne. On the contrary, because he has a grand duke-level local boss as his uncle, his possibility of inheriting the throne is actually ranked among the top three.
But when he was young, Oros met this uncle under the guidance of his mother. The other person looked at him with an unusually cold look. It was like a relative meeting for the first time, and the way he looked at an object was as if he had seen something.
The tools he could use, and then the way he treated the mother and son was as rough as dealing with goods that had been sold at a loss.
"Remember, listen to me. Your life will be easier. Otherwise, I can make you ascend the throne and I can also make you come down."
For a child who longs for family affection, he has never seen his busy father a few times, but always listens to his mother saying how good his uncle is. This is the case when they just met. Such a blow is self-evident, but soon
, and he adjusted.
"... He just treats me as a tool and a puppet. Is it any different from the past? As long as he plays this role well and satisfies everyone, Oros will be a good boy."
Ironically, because he acted too arrogantly and caused public outrage, this uncle was the first to be eliminated, while Oros himself was killed by his brothers and was about to die on the street.
When Oros was about to die, a helping hand from another dimension allowed him to survive the disaster, but unfortunately, that helping hand came at a price, and from that moment on, he knew that his country had already
It has been targeted by the undead in the shadows for hundreds of years, and has even been riddled with holes.
And he...
"What can I do? It's not like being a puppet, it's just a different master."
In a sense, Oros was so enlightened that people thought he was stupid. In fact, in the words of his later mentor, it was actually because he saw very clearly, and it was precisely because he saw too much.
However, no matter what you do, you can't change it, so you will naturally appear very indifferent and slow.
"In this world, which one of us is not a puppet that goes with the flow, a valuable or worthless chess piece in the hands of the big shots?"
When he first came to the throne, he was called the most dull emperor in history because he did nothing. He did what his ministers said and what his foreign ministers said. As long as there was enough power behind the other party, he would still do it.
It's like a rubber stamp doing nothing.
But in fact, he was just quietly looking at the world and its inhabitants, looking at these people who had unknowingly become pawns.
But what he likes most is to go on vacation in his own private yard, and then chat with his neighbors who don't know his identity. He feels that those ordinary people feel more alive than him.
"For farmers, life in disaster years is easier, because the most harsh tax officials of the lords will give the farmers a break, and on these days, the church pastors will not go back and forth to preach in various towns. They will
Nor will I give away my small fortune just so that I can avoid falling into the River Styx and enter the kingdom of the gods after my death."
"For ordinary mercenaries and rangers, although the priest's magical assistance is 'free', if the donation is not made up in time afterwards, there will be no one to help him even if he dies on the streets of the temple next time. On the contrary, for
For ordinary people, the medicines of alchemists and herbalists are the most reliable ones. The cost of the most basic treatment medicines is not high, but
It is enough to treat civilian injuries. But for such "business-stealing" colleagues, the church can easily turn them into "unpredictable witches and wizards." Therefore, most pharmacists will not do this now.
The voice that makes no money and is extremely offending, the gain potions that adventurers need, the fitness that big shots need, and the life-saving potions that make the most money."
"It turns out that my subjects don't even know which emperor is succeeding now. They are only worried about whether natural disasters will come, whether the tax collector of the noble Lord will leave some life-saving money, and whether the gold coins they have saved privately can be used.
Please satisfy the pastor and give yourself a blessing so that your soul can go to heaven and be reborn in a good child in the next life."
The powerful were also happy to see the puppet emperor wandering around without doing his job, but they unknowingly allowed him to accumulate enough knowledge and wisdom among the people, and even organized his trusted forces from the slums.
And when he had power in his hands and looked at the hard-working civilians, he felt a little ashamed. Since he had reached this position, he should do something.
"Perhaps, I can't change all this. But I can make everyone's life better."
So, the puppet emperor chose to trade. The objects of his trade were not only the undead in the shadows, but also the superior dragons and dragon knights. The bargaining chip that could be traded was nothing more than a more obedient and useful puppet.
Some verbal checks.
The secret help of the two major powers was very effective. With the help of those anonymous strongmen, the royalist faction began to rise again, and then won a brutal and bloody struggle with the local lords. Oros gradually regained the royal power.
Becoming an emperor with real power, local lords at least maintained their respect on the surface.
but……
"Life? Aren't we living the same life? I seem to have heard that the lord has changed. The new lord is a handsome young man, and it is said that he is also a knight of the king. Huh, he collected twice the tax when he came. That bastard is thinking of changing himself.
The castle."
"Old man, don't get so angry. No nobles have been the same for thousands of years. Who told others to give birth to a good child?"
The angry Oros returned to his palace and wanted to hang the impostor who had ruined his reputation on the street, but he did not expect...
"What, it's Knight Kelso, isn't he my most trusted warrior?"
And his officials told him that local lords are the only masters in their own territories. What Knight Kelso did was completely legal, and he was still kind. The new knight lords in other places did even more excessively. After all...
…
"In addition to decorating their own homes, they also need to prepare gifts for your victory, and their donations to the royal family must not be worse than those of their predecessors... Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
"Is it my fault? Did I let everything happen?"
At the moment before he fainted, Oros thought it would be better for him to be a puppet who didn't have to do anything.
"It's come full circle, but it's my fault that was caused by my attempt to change the world. Perhaps, the state of doing nothing is the best. No, you can't be so negative. There should be a way."
He tried to use war to obtain spoils to feed the greedy lords, but in the end it brought about a new reincarnation. The greedy lords recruited civilians as free cannon fodder in exchange for so-called honor and military exploits. At that moment,
Oros really felt there was something wrong there.
For the first time, he also thought deeply about what went wrong in this world and why no matter what changes were made, it eventually returned to the starting point.
Thinking that the wise mage might have the answer, he used a shadow warrior as a stand-in to study in the Tower of Clouds incognito. He was fortunate enough to meet Thrac, the master with the deepest research in this field, and became his disciple.
For the first time, he understood that there was not only a social system of feudal lords in the world. Foreign races such as elves and dwarves had their own more suitable survival mechanisms, but in this bastard world, they were the most suitable for human survival.
The strong protect the weak, the weak dedicate everything to the strong, and the desire to become the strong and receive preferential treatment has led to the emergence of countless new strong people.
Only then did he realize that Bayer, as a powerful country, was already doing well. In remote mountainous areas facing powerful threats, the lords went even further, but the civilians who wanted to survive had to endure it.
"It turns out that we did not choose such a social system, but the world determines such a social system."
This is not a problem that can be solved easily, but Oros has found a way... Yes, that is the later centralization of power and the nationalization of power by the strong for management. At least, it took so many years,
He successfully implemented his ideas at Bayer.
Regardless of the right or wrong of what he did, after all, this can only be tested by time. As a result, studying at the Cloud Tower made his old troubles disappear, and new troubles came again. Among the mages, dragons, and undead,
He can get the truth, even if the truth is simply unacceptable.
"Holy war? Reincarnation? Are you kidding! What are we humans? Wheat in the field? Cattle and sheep in the corral waiting to be slaughtered?"
From that moment on, he abandoned the so-called faith and the possibility of going to heaven. In the bottom of his heart, he began to hate the god who was aloof but always did nothing.
"You say you protect the world? Do you say your pastors are also servants of the world? But I only see your pastors collecting donations everywhere. Your churches are magnificent. But your 'servants' never work, they just chant every day.
Your names speak well of you. Since they are all yours
Servants, why don't you support these pigs? You know that old John worked hard all his life and donated his last residence just so that his son could be blessed by your pastor and have good luck. No illness or disaster.
Live two more years and go to the so-called heaven after death!"
"The beautiful kingdom of God in heaven? I didn't see it, I only saw this purgatory in front of me! Since you can't protect the world like Cheng Ruozhong, then don't act like your parents and interfere in this world that has nothing to do with you.
and mortals. Either you are originally a group of fraudsters who only promise but do not pay, or you are shameless parasites who even entrust the fraud to the so-called servants!"
In front of that huge gate, the dignitaries from all over the royal capital stood there in panic. They had just been told that this was the last trump card of the Bayer Kingdom. The portal leading to the dragon world, and now, the old
The emperor summoned them to say something important.
After being here for a long time, the old emperor finally arrived late. But when he came here and glanced at the gorgeously dressed people in the audience, he smiled.
In a sense, the Bayer people's life has been better, but they did not rely on a superior god, but earned it bit by bit as a puppet emperor who struggled among many forces.
It took him ten years to bring peace to this chaotic country, let the local lords disband most of their private soldiers, and let the domestic lords stop fighting against each other.
It took nearly thirty years, with the cooperation of the undead and the dragon clan, to make the forces of the Holy Church and other churches of the gods withdraw from Bayer.
He secretly let the pure doctrine of Holy Light begin to ferment, even if it would offend the undead.
Yes, the necromancer can control his undead creation. Even in order to prevent Oros from revealing his flaws, Esso's half-dead curse (blessing) only took effect when he saved him, limiting him to half-life and half-death.
As long as the magic power is revoked, you can still deprive the opponent of his life at any time, but you can't do anything else at all. After all, behind the emperor is a super master who even Esso is not sure about - Thracian.
The undead operate in the shadows, and their reputation is too bad to operate in the sun, which directly affects the kingdom. The Dragon Clan is aloof, and they are too lazy to act as long as their interests are not touched.
As a half-dead man, in order to get rid of Esso's control, he secretly took the cursed artifact - the Crown of Thorns.
The power of the artifact is very strong. The crown of thorns forcefully turned a half-dead person into a living person. But unfortunately, this living person has no sense of taste or pain.
From then on, the unconscious emperor enjoyed the most delicious food without any taste, lived in the most gorgeous palace, but could not feel comfortable, and even the gorgeous robes made him unable to feel the cold or warmth, but he also had
Endless energy can make this country a better place.
In a sense, Roland did a great favor to Oros by getting rid of Esso, but even without his appearance, I am afraid that the break between Oros and Esso would only be a matter of time. And referring to "history", at least Esso did not
win.
As a "mortal" who understands his own bottlenecks, what Oros is probably best at is patience, borrowing strength, and adapting to changes. This has been true in history and is true today.
But unfortunately, ideals cannot be eaten, and some things still seem unable to be changed.
Now, even though the emperor is not dead, the lords are ready to start a new war. They refuse the migration of free people and the abolition of slaves. They are still the emperors of their own territories.
Even though the Church of the Gods is gone, those believers have traveled thousands of miles to find pastors and liars who claim to be pastors, and exchange their blood-and-sweat gold coins for the words "Child, the gods will bless you."
By this time, Oros could not get answers from anyone else, but a new religion and a pamphlet from the underworld attracted his attention.
"There is no church? No contributions are collected? Then how do their priests and temple warriors live? They charge intermediary fees as referees? Provide commercial services? They don't even need to recite the name of God. Is this still the Church of the True God?"
If the legal church attracted his attention, its doctrines and God's law gave him hope.
"Those who wantonly take the lives of others with selfish desires will be severely judged by the God of Law. Even after death, they will be punished by mountains of swords and seas of fire. - "The Thirteen Sins of God's Law""
"Finally I met someone who wanted to take charge..."
This was his first opinion. But then, he felt something was wrong.
"If sinners will be judged after death, wouldn't that be different from the persuasion of the True God Church? Obviously, as long as you get the blessing of the pastor and donate enough assets, you can enter the Kingdom of the True God after death."
Obviously, the teachings of the Sleepless Man were beyond the ability of him, who was still a weak god at the time. So, either he was talking crazy words regardless of the consequences, or he had other agendas.
"Let all sinners go to hell and suffer punishment? Although this can indeed frighten the villains, this cross-border doctrine can offend all true gods. What is he doing for it?"
And when he discovered that the Church of Law was related to the legendary Roland, he also obtained Roland's notes and manuscripts from the Church of Pure Holy Light. After communicating with him, he finally decided to participate in that man's crazy plan.
"Heaven and earth are merciless, and fate has no eyesight. The gods only hope to harvest faith and souls, so how can they care about how mortals live. Sinners and villains can get something that poor people cannot exchange for a lifetime by spending some money and praising the name of gods. In this way,
Is there any need to believe in gods? The only thing we mortals can rely on is ourselves..."
The old man stood tremblingly on the stage. Behind him was the open plane door. Looking at the dark crowd in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the discussion with Roland at that time.
"Roland, actually, I have always liked your sentence in the teachings of the Southern Sect, 'This world belongs to mortals, and those high-altitude gods are just hypocritical fanatics. They are believed by the world, but are deceived by their own concepts.
They were bound and restricted by the rules of order and became slaves in another sense, so I didn't count on them from the beginning."
The old emperor paused. He had read the scrawled manuscript so many times that he could recite it by heart. But what he expected was the follow-up, Roland's choices and thoughts after the baptism of time.
At that time, Roland also smiled. He vaguely saw his own shadow in this old emperor. People of the same kind can always communicate with each other easily.
So, Roland said it directly.
"The only thing we can count on is ourselves. Since there is no righteousness and morality from the heart in this world, we will create inferior laws of God and human laws. Since the wicked and sinners in this world will not be judged and punished, then
, let’s create a hell that scares sinners.”
"Afraid we are hostile to all the gods? Are we afraid we will become the public enemy of the world?"
"Of course, but we are not public enemies in the world. Won't you become my companion?"
"No, since it is a conspiracy crime targeting the final order of the entire world, it should be said that he is an accomplice."
From then on, the participants and executors of this plan, Roland, Oros, and Ivanli, all called each other accomplices. It seemed that in their eyes, this was a more trustworthy term than allies.
And while chatting with his aunt, he understood that person's persistence better.
"Lilith...Sister, you said that if our goal is achieved and the new reincarnation replaces the old reincarnation, sinners will be punished in purgatory, and good people will be able to live in a beautiful paradise and really get a better afterlife.
, then we can go to heaven directly, right?"
But what surprised people was that Lilith shook her head.
"No, that man said it himself. He has already reserved a place for himself in hell. It is said that he has not even forgotten the location of his cat. According to his behavior, considering what you have done, I am afraid he will definitely have to fight with you.
He's been a neighbor for a long time."
"Oh, this is really good news that makes people happy."
Oros still remembers that he laughed so much that he fell on his back. It had been the first time in many years that he was so happy. Perhaps this was because it was the first time he heard that a villain who was full of crimes would go to hell and be punished. Even if that villain
It's myself.
"Accomplice? Maybe he will still be a cellmate in the future."
The old man's self-deprecation came to an end, and he knew that his time had come to an end.
"Perhaps, from tomorrow on, in the eyes of the world, I will become the stupidest person. However, it is not that no one remembers me... Haha, accomplices, I will leave first, and I will wait for you in hell."
When the old man gently tears open the crown of thorns, the whole world is destined to be changed by it. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
