Although Aiwass in Isabel's mouth seemed to be in the third person... But Aleister felt the overwhelming emotion.
And Isabel continued:
"Before I really fell in love with him... I had awe, dependence and trust in him. Even though we were the same age, I felt the love and reliability of my elders.
"And then came curiosity... I was very curious at the time - is this really the complete him? Is he really that young? Is this some kind of performance? Or is he omniscient and omnipotent at that level?
Underneath the god-like radiance, there is still hideous and ferocious flesh and blood?"
After that uncontrollable curiosity, Isabel gradually felt the gentleness and reliability of Aiwass.
He was like an excellent commander, a wise monarch, a loving grandfather, a doting brother... At the beginning, Isabel did not feel love because Aiwass was too far away from her at that time.
Too far.
"But among these complicated emotions, I gradually peeled away Aiwass's mind. And I unexpectedly... captured something deep in his heart."
——That's a touch of "Aiwass's mortal nature".
"That's exactly the melancholy, timidity, inferiority and panic in Aiwass's heart. He never showed these things to the outside world. Only after Aiwass completely relaxed in front of me, he secretly released a little bit, and then quickly took it back. That's it.
As if I was afraid that I would discover this secret... But what I didn't tell him was that I had actually felt it for a long time, but I didn't say it because I cared about his self-esteem.
"You must know...the path of beauty is the path that has the strongest perception of the human heart."
Isabel whispered in Aleister's ear: "Actually...this is the reason why I really fell in love with him."
Her feelings for Aiwass changed from "like" to "love" for two reasons.
When she had just ascended the throne and was extremely exhausted, she immediately thought of Aiwass. Only in his arms could she, "Her Majesty the Queen," cry with peace of mind.
At that time, she knew she could never leave Aiwass again.
Although Isabel has been a crybaby since she was a child, she has never cried in front of others.
The more he was looked down upon by others as a child, the stronger his self-esteem became, almost paranoid——
However, people cannot truly fall in love with gods.
People's reverence for idols is just false love. It is love for the perfect person in one's heart, but it never points to the other person's true heart.
Because of this, Isabel's self-esteem prevents her from accepting love that comes and goes. If Aiwass loves her selflessly but does not desire anything in return or pursue anything from her, then she cannot accept this kind of love.
Love as equal as "God loves all people". Because she cannot accept that she is meaningless in this relationship.
"...Fortunately," Isabel leaned closer to Aleister's ear and murmured softly, "When I cried on his chest, I heard his heart also crying silently."
When she completely collapsed, Aiwass also showed a moment of vulnerability in front of her, even before it was revealed... At that moment, she realized that they were indeed a couple who could support each other and reach the end.
Not just a lover with "like" and "attachment".
"Let me guess."
She whispered: "What Lord Aiwass said at that time... [So, stop crying].
"You're also talking to yourself, right?"
At that moment...at that moment, the shell of the glorious idol named "Aiwass" suddenly cracked.
The person hugging her at that time was not her almighty and loyal minister, but a young boy who was equally melancholy and restless.
Just like Aiwass's violent reaction when he received the hand-knitted sweater as a gift from his grandmother - it was better than every carefully drawn magic painting he gave Aiwass. At that time, Isabel was still a little bit appreciative, but it wasn't until
Only then did she truly understand everything.
Aiwass is not perfect, he just hides all his wounds and is strong alone.
Even in front of himself, he would never admit or accept his own vulnerability...but his own crying could dissolve the ice in his heart.
"A person who wants to laugh but cannot laugh will want to see others laugh; similarly, a person who wants to cry but cannot cry will also want to see others cry... Therefore, a person who has deeply felt sadness,
If he is not a tyrant who acts recklessly, he is a good doctor who heals the soul."
Isabel said softly.
She has received an "all-rounder" education on the path of beauty. Therefore, she knows that the purpose of people watching tragedy is to release fear, satisfy pity, incite grief and indignation, and enhance determination...
It was not wine, but bitter medicine—a decoction to heal a numb mind.
It was also from then on that Aiwass began to gradually show his less-than-perfect side. He gradually released his vigilance, like a snail gradually poking out of its shell, exposing his fragile and fatal softness to Isabel.
But now, with the separation of Aiwass... his complicated heart has also been dismembered and disemboweled.
Just like medical specimens will expose different internal organs to the outside, Isabel can also read her true heart from Aleister more clearly.
Once the sublimity of self-sacrifice for a higher purpose is lost, Aleister's humanity becomes so clear.
"do not be afraid."
Isabel murmured softly, hugging Aleister, who looked immature and young in front of her, like a gentle mother, and conveyed her words to the most vulnerable part of Aiwass: "Don't worry, girl. I will be with you."
You are with me."
That was what Aiwass once said to Isabel in the past... similar but opposite.
Aleister did not look back or make a sound.
When Isabel was halfway through speaking, her eyes became a little wet.
It was like watching a sad movie, or like the grievances and fears that had been accumulated for a long time were finally released. When Aleister blinked gently again, a line of tears fell slowly.
Suddenly, the black-haired girl turned around with her eyes closed and shrank into Isabel's arms.
"I...I lied..."
Aleister sobbed softly: "I don't want to disappear... I don't want to be forgotten..."
After the first sob, her crying gradually became louder.
That's something Aiwass, a man, would never do - even if one day he breaks down emotionally, he will just huddle in a corner and drink alone, even if he doesn't know how to drink at all.
All he can do is to soothe himself with the pain of self-inflicted harm, like a knife wound deep in his throat. Every time he swallows the bitter water, he will feel the sharp pain. And in this way
He won't be able to taste the bitter taste anymore.
Because once he falls, the world will be destroyed.
Aiwass has no room to give up - there are no great "players" in this world who can solve all disasters and can defeat any strong enemy. The only one he can rely on is himself. He doesn't need to do anything... he just needs to
Looking at it this way, everything will eventually lead to destruction.
One version of disaster after another. One after another incredibly powerful BOSS. The game of the gods, the fate of the chess pieces, and another future that is destined to be destroyed... everything is accumulated on one person.
A mortal is burdened with such a heavy fate.
Aiwass must be strong - until the end, to open up a new path for the entire world.
He was never afraid of sacrifice. He was just worried that after his premature sacrifice, the remaining crises that would follow would still destroy the world.
Of course he has his own desires and his own desires as a mortal. He also wants to enjoy life, he wants to study comfortably on campus, he wants to play with Isabel in the palace, and he wants to enjoy himself as a rich man.
In this life of glory and wealth, he wants to become a great person and help all the people he wants to help.
But he can't do it.
"Future" is like a magic spell, pushing him away from places where he has developed feelings one after another, and going to scenes where disasters will occur one after another. Sometimes he also wants to tell others about the future he carries...
But in this world, there are no absolute secrets anywhere. Whether it is in the dream world or the material world, as long as the words are spoken or written, many people and gods will have a way to know, and the future will be destined.
It will twist in a direction that Aiwass cannot predict.
So Aiwass must be strong.
He had a reason to keep moving forward.
...But Aleister is different.
Her body is that of a little girl, even underage, and she will burst into tears at the slightest pain; her race is a child of the moon, and she is famous for her uncontrollable emotions; she was born less than a month ago, and her lifespan is less than half a year;
Her name is not Aiwass, but Aleister...
——In this case, it doesn’t matter even if you can’t help but cry, right?
"Cry, just cry. You are already drunk...you are so strong if you only cry in your dreams."
Isabel whispered softly: "Aleister...can I call you Ale?"
"So be it, Alai. I swear... no matter what, if Aiwass and I have a child, regardless of gender... the first child, I will name him Aleister. I will love him for the rest of my life.
Aleister, love me as myself until the end of my life.
"As long as I am here, you will never be forgotten. And I also believe that Aiwass will not let you disappear completely. Because he would rather die than hurt someone who loves him... like this
Gentleness, you and he both have it."
Isabel patted Aleister's back gently and held the girl in her arms who was so light that she could easily lift her.
This girl who was so dangerous that she could single-handedly kill extremely dangerous demons was like a cat that was afraid of the cold, instinctively curling up in Isabel's arms.
She felt the weight of the girl's body, and her painful spirit, which was thinner than her body - what kind of weight did this carry to make such a glorious and sacred soul like Aiwass full of scars?
At this time, Isabel felt the loneliness, pain, sadness, and fear that Aiwass had hidden very deeply and clearly.
...It was like encountering a crisis that could destroy the world with one wrong move, but he had to solve it himself without telling anyone during the period.
Isabel vaguely sensed the pressure on Aiwass.
She knew that she could not help Aiwass save the world. She had tried her best and was sweating profusely just to deal with Avalon's many problems.
But she could save Aiwass, and now Aleister.
The government affairs that Avalon had accumulated and the love words that had accumulated in her heart could all be suppressed at this moment.
The most important thing is to heal the older child's long-damaged mind.
"Cry...I love you."
Isabel closed her eyes slightly, her emerald-like pupils looking at Aleister compassionately.
At this moment, she deeply realized the beauty of "dedication", just like an actor gradually entering into the play... She gradually fully understood what Aiwas was thinking.
At this moment, she was holding Aleister, but it was like Aiwass holding his own clone.
If she leaves this dream again, she is already confident that she can make Aiwass's mask.
And Aleister - after sobbing, under the illumination of that warm light, her crying gradually became louder and gradually turned into a howl.
The crying turned into crying, became hysterical, even broke the voice, and it was so hard that it seemed like vomiting.
By the end, the weak sobbing was no longer heard, but more like an irrational instinctive roar, venting the fear of life and death.
——And this is just like the first cry of a baby born into the world, announcing the true birth of a life.