Demon Lord 3

He then asked me, "You say you don't believe it, but think about it carefully. Coming here, is this a dream? Does it even have any flavor? It's all an illusion, a figment of your imagination. These teas are fake. What you're tasting is just a different flavor I've given you. The sweetness you experience means your life has become more bitter. What's wrong with you lately? Are you worried?" He couldn't produce any more bitter tea, and he explained that everyone's taste is different. It's not that I think this tea is sweet, but that my life is bitter. If someone else tastes this tea and hasn't experienced bitterness, they'll think it's bitter. After hearing this, I also considered myself someone who has experienced hardship. I asked him about the tea, and he said it was okay, just average to him, and that it might not taste like anything in his mouth. Then I told him about my past experiences, describing what he considered bitterness. He smiled and said that perhaps those people had found true freedom. "The sky is high and free for birds to fly," he said, "isn't necessarily the only way to truly be free here." But after hearing this, I disagreed. After all, those people's souls were gone. How could they still think life was good? Actually, there is a big problem with his understanding here. Those people are living lives, and they cannot risk their lives because of someone else's idea. But he said that maybe if those people had not sacrificed their lives, the protagonist would never wake up, and maybe if those people had not sacrificed their lives, he would be imprisoned forever. But I don’t think so. Whether to be imprisoned is those people’s business, not something we can really think about. But those people have no lives now, and it seems that they can never get around this problem. But the true God tells me, what is the true meaning of freedom? First, freedom isn't about indulging those people's actions. That's already indulgence, so those people destroyed their own freedom with their own hands. Everyone has the right to freedom, and that so-called indulgence isn't true freedom. The answer is just as we imagine: the real culprits are those people themselves, not any of us here. The True God also told me that perhaps those people have now gained true freedom, disintegrating their souls into the sky, scattering them into the air, lingering on every inch of land they protect. In the eyes of many, they may never be free, after all, trapped in this land, unable to go anywhere else. But think about it carefully: can a normal person leave this world? Even if they're reincarnated, so what? Do they just go through it all again with a different script? At this point, I actually didn't like what he said. After all, going over it again with another script seemed like something I'd experienced before, and it seemed to be describing me. So I told him that it wasn't something I might do, it wasn't about going over it again with another script, but rather that I wanted to use different lives and different scripts to complete a level. This level concerned my faith, my life, and my life. But he asked me a question: Faith, life, and life, which of these three is most important? Faith is like spirit, the foundation of the soul. Name is like the body, the body that lives here forever. If I leave this world, my life will no longer exist. Life is like this script. Without this script, there will be another script. So, of these three, which is the most important? When I heard this question, I thought that these three were integrated into one, or perhaps each of them was stuck together, mixed together, and could not be separated. But he told me that these were three independent things. If I had to rank them in an order, which one did I think was more important? I said in parallel, but he said no, there must be an order. But I told him that I didn't have an order here. If I had to choose, I would rather not choose. He smiled and said that this was indeed interesting. This was the first time I saw someone say not to choose, but I glanced at him and said, "How many people have you met in total? You're saying here that this is the first time you see someone not to choose." He smiled and said that he had met many people, and that he had seen me in previous lives three times before, and he had chosen all three options. The first time I chose life, as I thought there was no point in starting over. His answer to me was to send me a new script. The second time I chose life, so he asked me to die personally and reincarnate, and the third time I chose soul, so he asked me to change fundamentally and no longer be the same me. This time I didn't choose any of them, perhaps because I had broken away from his weird rules.