OBS Chapter 3530 The Method to Transcend Fate
Chapter 3530 The Method to Transcend Fate
Chapter 3530 The Method to Transcend Fate
Now that they had come this far, the fake man didn't set any more puzzles to lock the door. After Shad reached out and touched the blood-red door, it silently opened a crack, and Shad went inside.
It was the same familiar scene: the walls, ceiling, and floor were all writhing flesh and blood, and in the very center of the room was a pool of blood, with a fleshy door dripping blood on the other side.
However, whether it was Xia De's imagination or not, he felt that the room seemed to have become larger and the blood pool had become shallower.
He stood in the doorway, preventing the open door from disappearing. He looked around, then at the effigy figure resembling a male servant emerging from the red wall beside the flesh-and-blood door.
It was he who moved the "House of the False Men" from Tobesk to this place, and then immediately faked his death to escape after the delegation arrived. If it weren't for Shad's timely reaction, given the population of Fatummister Island, the false men might have actually caused a disaster on the island.
"So, what's the surprise for me?"
Shad stood at the door and asked, and the valet replied:
"Please wait a moment, I want to confirm a few things before we officially start—you were involved in the Tobeske matter, right?"
Shad raised an eyebrow:
Is this question even relevant?
“It makes sense. If you knew what we did in that northern city, you would understand why the pseudo-humans were able to multiply so quickly. It’s not because we gained new power, but because so-called real humans sometimes do things that are even less human than we do.”
Shad does not deny this point:
"I know something about your experience in Tobeskoye, so what do you want to say?"
"I want to share my own story."
It did not urge Shad to leave the doorway and enter the room, but instead stood in front of the fleshy doorway and spoke to Shad across the pool of blood:
"The House of Resurrection appeared because of a man's wish to resurrect his wife; the wondrous factory appeared because of the humblest wish of those struggling to live. Guess what my appearance is for?"
The other party was the Baron's servant. After Shad and Claire learned of his death from Director Anlos and discovered that the grave was empty, they also had Galina investigate this person in Topsk.
But his background was fine, his relatives and family were all alive, and the baron treated his servants very well. He didn't seem like someone with any urgent desires.
Shade shook his head:
"You don't need to deliberately waste time and wear me down; doing so will only give me more opportunities."
The fake man dressed as a male servant then said:
“I came into this world because I was unwilling to accept my fate. Baron Müller is an undeniably mediocre man, mediocre from any angle. He has such a position and wealth only because his father was also a baron.”
I am the Baron's personal valet, responsible for taking care of his daily life. No one in the world knows him better than me. When the night is still and I sit alone in the chair in the Baron's study, I often think that someone as outstanding as me can only be a servant, while a mediocre person like the Baron can remain a nobleman for generations. Is that fair?
The false man gave me the opportunity to break this injustice, and I seized it.
"What a vulgar reason."
Shad frowned as he looked at him:
"The emergence of the 'House of Resurrection' stems from love and family, while the factory represents the aspirations of the poor. These are both worthy of pity and reflect human nature and certain social realities. But the story you've presented is merely a story of pure desire and greed."
The clown, disguised as a male servant, calmly asked Shad:
"Caller of Gods, am I wrong? A baron's son will always be a baron, and a servant's son will always be a servant. Is that right?"
Although the outsider did not want to argue with this inhuman monster, he still pointed out:
"Anyone can have the desire to pursue a better life and transcend their own level, but they cannot use the lives of others as stepping stones. I know that in this era, it is difficult for the person you replace to achieve what they want, but that is not an excuse for them to help false people."
Ultimately, wasn't that manservant just acting out of his own desires?
"The desire to resurrect a loved one, the desire to support one's family with one's own hands—aren't these desires? In my view, we are all pursuing the same thing—transcending fate. As mortals, individual strength is limited, and it is difficult to break free from the shackles of the times and worldly conventions, which is why we must use extraordinary means."
To transcend fate comes at a price. Summoner of Gods, you may criticize me from your lofty position, but you must also understand that not everyone is you. Most people in this world are just ordinary people. Their running speed has its limits, their strength has its limits, and their humanity has its limits.
You can use the power of the gods to change your own destiny and the fate of those around you; you can use that power to explore the boundaries between gods and mortals. But for others, fate is an eternal shackle, and the appearance of the false man gives them the opportunity to change all of this.
The male servant gazed at Shad across the pool of blood:
“I know that a story of destiny is unfolding on Fatummst Island right now, and for someone like you, even destiny is a tool to be fought for. But pride is the original sin, Evoker. Can you really understand the weakness of ordinary people, their humility, and their efforts to change that damned fate?”
Outsiders will not waver in their beliefs because of what others say:
"I still hold the same view: everyone has the right to fight against fate, but that is absolutely not a reason to harm others. If you want to pay the price for fighting against fate, then pay the price yourself. Is it right to use other people's lives and destinies to change your own fate?"
Shad looked at it:
“You keep saying that you are the servant, but in my opinion, you are never human. Mortals who want to fight against fate rely on their own courage and wisdom. Don’t use your filthy flesh and blood to tarnish the hymns that belong to ordinary people.”
The male servant finally laughed:
"What I just said was entirely the thought of the human I replaced, so you think he wasn't human either?"
"I just think he did something wrong."
The fake man gently shook his head:
"I originally wanted to persuade you to understand our philosophy, to get you to agree with our new idea—to use the power of pseudo-humans to change civilization and make it greater. But it seems you are questioning whether I am human, but I am also wondering whether you are human now—is the difference between me and humans greater, or the difference between you and ordinary people?"
Shad did not respond.
"Mortals are weak. There aren't many good people in this world who can both maintain their noble character and defy fate. Summoner of the gods, fate favors you, so you can be arrogant as much as you want. But one day, someone will angrily ask you: Are you even human?"
Xia De recalled the question the white-haired girl had asked him not long ago:
"I've actually been asked this question before. I think I understand your thoughts to some extent. These pseudo-people think they've seen through and understood human nature through the Tobeske incident, but all you've seen is the negative side of human nature; you haven't yet grasped the noble and beautiful aspects."
Incidentally, I am not arrogant towards fate. I have long known that I would have to pay the price for what I have gained, and I am waiting for that day to come.
The fake man nodded:
"Alright, whatever the outcome, I will remember what you said. I have a long time to think about and verify what you said, and I hope that one day I will be able to reach a conclusion."
Xia De was still standing at the door:
"So who exactly are you? Are you just a fourth-stage dummy who replaced that male servant? Or are you an incarnation of the [House of Dummy]?"
The relics in front of the door shook their heads:
"Caller of the gods, I long for your flesh and blood to become one with mine."
Next to the flesh-and-blood door, another ordinary red door appeared. The door opened, and another figure stood in the flesh-and-blood corridor, but did not enter the core room.
This is not the priest of the "Unity of All Things" that Shad "expected," nor is it a cultist spreading curses of misfortune, nor is it some kind of monstrous snake or other strange creature.
The black "figure" wore a black robe, its entire face hidden under a hood, so dark that even the blood-red light could not illuminate it. With its appearance, the area outside the core room of this relic with the potential to be promoted to the Unknown level was suddenly filled with thick darkness, the crimson color replaced by darkness.
In the writhing darkness came whispers unlike those of flesh-corroding, and unlike the intense mental pollution of the [House of the Pseudo-Humans], which made Shad frown. If the flesh-corroding effects of the [House of the Pseudo-Humans] were like flames burning the skin, then the effects of this newly appeared thing were like using an ice blade to scrape at the soul.
The feeling that the other party gave Xia De was even more terrifying than the relics under his feet.
The other's right hand was black and withered, holding several pages of "The Puppet Master's Script," and the pages were stained with blood. Its left hand was pressed against the bloody wall beside it.
Shad took a deep breath:
"The Demon. Black Hand - Tifreon?"
This result was both unexpected and somewhat disappointing to him.
"The so-called surprise is actually you?"
But this demon is different from demons like the "Stone Mirror-Demon Goethe"; it doesn't talk much, so it was the pseudo-human who gave Shad the answer:
“Of course, we are not the only ones on this island who are hostile to you. This ancient being took the initiative to seek help. I only knew of its existence before, but this is the first time I have learned that it can unleash the power of any relic to its limit, or even beyond the limit, and all I need to do is grant it some authority.”