Chapter 735: Full Moon (Part 2)
Listening to Renee’s words, Fisher’s lips parted slightly as he pondered for a moment before simply saying,
“Yes, becoming human might indeed be a good thing, at least for me.”
“Right? Fisher, you think so too, don’t you?”
Fisher smiled and lifted his head, nodding. He opened his palm and noticed that his human-like hand was gradually growing warts under the influence of Renee’s authority, only to continuously revert to its original state. As this process continued, the extent of Fisher’s changes began to diminish; at least the size of the warts indicated this.
“Perhaps it’s because I am human, so I have personally experienced certain things that I am deeply attached to. Therefore, I feel that becoming human is a good thing.
“Because I am human, not a wolf or leopard, nor some strange monster, Sister Teresa did not abandon me when she found me, but kept me by her side. Because I am human, I can exist in a society made up of fellow beings who also possess souls, contributing while also enjoying each other’s contributions.”
Before him, the enormous full moon seemed to be swayed by Fisher’s words, its luminous light flickering, as if it was breathing more rapidly.
For a deity like Renee, who had long stayed alone in the Spirit Realm, the warmth and love of kinship that Fisher described might be what she yearned for.
“However…”
Watching the pain caused by the warts collapsing and re-forming in his hand, Fisher took a deep breath and closed his eyes; his words turned.
“Because I am human, I also understand the downside of being human. If I were just human, without the completion manual, I could only wander at the bottom of the ranks even if I exerted all my strength, just like most lives in reality. Many lost their lives due to weakness and ignorance in an unknown world; or worse, becoming one of the unluckiest, passively watching the danger of future destruction approach, knowing it but being powerless to change it.
“Those more powerful mythical beings also cannot escape the shackles of ranks throughout their lives, heading towards death under the manipulation of fate. When their doomed fate arrives, they might feel angrier than you; if given a choice, they too wouldn’t want to be beings that are not ‘gods.'”
Renee’s huge form fell silent for a moment, then she hastily said,
“I understand that the authority within me is something all beings long for; it’s just…”
“I understand, Renee.”
Fisher sighed, and the twisted warts on his body finally began to recede, returning to be part of his skin.
Sensing the tightening of changes in his body, Fisher slowly stood up and moved closer to Renee. As the distance shrank, he began to show signs of rejection due to the authority, so he paused again, sat down, and spoke softly,
“Sometimes, the things we yearn for and hold high hopes for cannot truly solve our problems. It’s just that we’ve never possessed them, which leads us to idealize them without holding back, attaching all things beautiful to an ignorant foundation. Because of this, whenever we do attain such things, we inevitably feel a sense of regret.”
Fisher understood Renee’s thoughts. Because of the mistakes the Mother made, Renee had been bound from birth. She was placed under a constraint that absolutely forbade her from interfering with reality until she met Fisher.
Looking back, aside from Fisher and Lady Bojiang, did she know anyone else?
Elizabeth had her kingdom, Jasmine had her parents, Raphael had her Dragon Court, Valentina had her Parasol Trees, Alagina had her sisters aboard the ship, and even Eil was acquainted with Barbatos and other demon gods.
From start to finish, Renee had always been in the Spirit Realm, with binds ahead and the Apocalypse Prophecy chasing behind.
Perhaps the persona she previously donned was the form she truly desired to be—a carefree, alluring older sister.
Under such circumstances, her envy of the carefree “humans” in reality is perhaps understandable. As long as she became human, without the heavy sin of a past life, she could be free and unfettered.
But as Fisher said, souls always beautify what they have never possessed, only able to see the beauty of the unattained, while remaining blind to the flaws hidden within.
If she became human, without perception of the completion manual, could she still encounter Fisher, who is on the path to solving the Apocalypse, among the sea of humanity? Without the authority to transcend the mundane, could she still detach herself from the trivial thoughts of existence, such as appearance and money?
Conversely, Fisher also had fantasies about the tier of deities in the past.
Does having authority mean being omnipotent? Yet now, within the heavily surrounded barriers of the outer gods, organizations like Ramastia and the currently unconscious Dalasgon possess unimaginable power, yet they still find themselves trapped in equally unimaginable predicaments.
Fisher lowered his head and looked at the dazzling, familiar Sea of Souls beneath him, suddenly feeling that this expanse of souls is also a “sea of suffering” that every soul spends a lifetime unable to navigate through.
Every soul imagines a permanent “shore,” firmly believing that as long as they keep swimming, they can escape the sea of suffering as soon as they reach it, never having to endure the torment within.
Great wealth, fame?
Immortality, divinity?
But when you climb up with great effort, you only discover that it is merely another “sea.”
The moonlight before Fisher gradually brightened, filling his vision as he looked down. Coming back to his senses, he heard Renee’s uncertain inquiry,
“Fisher, if everything we pursue is just an illusion, merely the beauty we attach, then is remaining in one place the correct answer?”
“…If you remain motionless, you will be drowned by the sea.”
Fisher smiled and lifted his head, gazing at the giant full moon as he spoke.
He stood up once again, comfortably adapting to the influence of Renee’s authority, and walked forward. The Sea of Souls beneath him rippled with every step he took.
Behind him, one by one, the round little Chaos Seeds peeked out, seemingly confirming that the giant full moon would not harm them, and dared to look towards Fisher’s direction.
“Over-idealizing what we have not received is a mistake; striving hard to swim to the shore with that mindset, exhausting oneself only to find it absurd; over-idealizing what we have is also a mistake, for the sea is too deep and dark, and simply remaining in place will also lead to anxiety and being consumed.”
“So, Fisher, where do you want to swim to?”
After walking a few steps, Fisher felt tired and leaned on his knees, only to find his hand beginning to liquefy due to the influence of the authority.
Fisher seemed to have already grown accustomed to the painful transformations he experienced. He displayed a thoughtful expression, and after a long silence, he finally lifted his head, smiling at the enormous full moon as he said,
“Well, I think I’ll swim until the sea turns blue.”
“Huh?”
“Just a metaphor,” noticing Renee’s confused voice, Fisher helplessly shook his head and raised his finger to explain, “Just like now, I am persisting painfully to train myself to accommodate the authority. However, even if I really can accommodate Hamon Hamon’s authority, does that mean I would be a match for Dream or the Ocean? Can I truly prevent the Apocalypse Prophecy?”
“Is it possible?”
“I don’t know, Renee. Maybe it will help, maybe it does nothing against Dream or the Ocean.”
“But, even so, knowing the outcome in advance, I would still do it.”
Renee was momentarily stunned, puzzled and asked,
“Why?”
Fisher supported his knees, smiling at the full moon before him, softly saying,
“Even if it has no help against the Apocalypse Prophecy, isn’t the fact that I can approach you a real achievement?”
“Approach me?”
“Yes, approach you. Approach your true form, draw near to the real you, listen to your fears, touch your body, feel your beauty.”
Fisher sighed, then walked forward step by step to the edge of the Sea of Souls, just like a cliff. In front of that steep cliff hung Renee, her true form, like a full moon, floating there.
Fisher was now within arm’s reach of Renee.
Seeing that there was no road to walk ahead, Fisher sat down on the Sea of Souls, breathing heavily. He then narrowed his eyes and slowly extended his hand towards the luminous light pouring down from the enormous moon, as if he were caressing Renee’s hair.
“Hey…”
His lips curled up uncontrollably as he sat before Renee, raising his hand to touch the outline of the great moon.
“Aren’t you here, and I can touch you? Isn’t that a sign that the sea has turned blue, Renee?”
“…”
The giant violet eye at the center of Renee trembled slightly, and soon not just her eye, but her entire form began to shake.
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
Uncontrollable emotional fluctuations erupted from the authority within her, as if a gentle breeze brushed against Fisher’s face, causing him to open his mouth.
Indeed, she was not human but a powerful being with authority.
It was only because of solitude, because of loneliness, that she felt unfair and wronged, fantasizing that if she became a being in the crevice, she could sense the beauty they felt.
But now, even as a god, she was feeling that beauty, causing the loneliness that had long troubled her to melt like hard ice.
“Fisher, can you really accept my true form?”
“I don’t find it strange; I actually think it looks quite beautiful.”
Just as Fisher spoke softly, Renee’s round form gradually started to unfold, the enormous, constantly moving black feathers expanded, resembling a Möbius ring that unfolded into a starry circle.
Fisher’s mouth dropped open as he gazed in amazement at what appeared after the black feathers spread apart, something indescribable like the full moon.
This…
Has Renee really opened her body?
Fisher stared blankly at the radiant divine form before him, and in an instant, it seemed he was enveloped by the fragrance that burst forth from it. Within that bright moonlight, he seemed to see Renee, blushing and shy, suppressing her gaze, with her hands covering her chest.
After a brief silence, Renee mustered her courage, took a deep breath, and looked at Fisher. Then she reached out her arm, gently grabbing his shoulder.
In reality, from that radiant moonlight, tendrils like light slowly extended from her enormous body, spiraling up to caress Fisher’s cheek.
“Renee, you…”
“You are the one who said that it looks good.”
“Indeed, it is.”
Fisher closed his eyes, feeling the warm temperature around him, as if bathing in soft moonlight.
Those tendrils quickly divided and multiplied, in the blink of an eye, becoming an uncountable number, invading through Fisher’s clothes, adhering to his muscles.
In Fisher’s view, the black-haired, purple-eyed Renee was enveloped in soft white light, like a fairy, floating down to embrace him, taking him away as if ascending to the realm of immortals.
“Wait… wait a minute, Renee, I haven’t completely adapted to your authority yet; if you get any closer…”
He felt his clothes had all vanished at some point and his body began to float. As he regained some awareness, he hurriedly said to Renee,
“I will take it slow.”
Renee then realized belatedly that she had been too hasty, and her wild actions to “consume” Fisher halted for a moment.
It was Fisher’s fault—he had already been enticing enough; earlier, due to shyness and lack of confidence in her true form, Renee had held back somewhat…
But now, after Fisher’s remarks, wouldn’t this send Renee into complete madness?
Fisher vaguely sensed that Renee was starting to become touchy, even with her clothes…
But he also had some curiosity about what it felt like to engage with a deity that possessed authority; yet at this moment, it was certainly more painful than pleasurable since he had not yet fully adapted to the taste of authority.
“Whoosh whoosh…”
The little Chaos Seeds, who had been concerned about Fisher’s safety below, all began to heat up, as if they had witnessed something embarrassing. They started to stir like dumplings boiling in water and ultimately dove out of sight into the Sea of Souls.
In the silent Spirit Realm, it seemed that all danger had quieted down, leaving only Fisher and Renee as the two existing presences in the stillness.
Fisher’s consciousness gradually became hazy, only wanting to feel Renee.
In a trance, he simply felt himself unknowingly moving closer and closer to Renee.
Until they were impossibly close, until they reached zero distance, then broke through that boundary.
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
“Fisher…”
Within the shining moonlight, Renee’s whispers completely encompassed all those things that could not be articulated.
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