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Agu An, a name destined to become legendary. He has woven through the entire history of the Godeyas Continent, tracing back to ancient times, and astonishingly, this legend continues to this day. Even as history fades like dust in the river of time, he remains an unforgettable Holy figure.
Tifet once said that Agu Anan the Great does not refer to a single individual but rather embodies a supreme will. As long as this will endures, Agu Anan the Great will live on. However, the last Agu Anan the Great vanished in the early days of the new era, leaving everything about him increasingly shrouded in mystery. Yet, regardless of how one views it, a person who could survive from the early days of the new era to today is not something easily explained by reason; at this very moment, he stands before Garen.
He resembled a young man who had come to climb a mountain, with no trace of weariness on his face. "Back then, I had a profound interest in everything from the old era. Hmm... I was young and disregarded others' warnings, shedding the title of Honorary Knight and setting out to search for relics of the old times..."
It was Agu Anan the Great who first discovered the Mandrake Flower, or rather, it was he who named it. Yes, the man before him was indeed that original explorer.
Garen did not understand why this person was sharing these thoughts, but looking at his wistful expression, he could almost see a gifted knight abandoning a bright future, disregarding all obstacles to resolutely embark on a path he loved.
"But what I saw in those ruins was evil—yes, it was the Mandrake Flower," Agu An sighed. "This struck me deeply; Death Knights trampled history while the Mandrake Flower concealed all traces. Everything I had desperately pursued ultimately turned out to be an illusion..."
"It wasn't until later that I inherited the will of the Emperor... that I finally realized the origins of both the Mandrake Flower and Death Knights were not so mysterious after all; they stemmed from human hearts. Specifically, what we call negative emotions and sins."
At this point, Agu An fell silent for a moment.
"From the memories passed down by the Emperor, I witnessed that chaotic old era. Back then, the continent lacked a clear structure; people struggled just to survive and had to fight desperately for a few more days of life—every race faced this struggle. Yet those people were fortunate."
"They fought for survival but did not lose their kindness; they always offered their opponents a way out. They often competed fiercely but remained compassionate, sharing food with women and children. They would draw their swords at any moment yet harbored deep hatred for evil. They longed for heroes to emerge but did not wait passively; instead, they stepped into the world with fervor, determined to forge themselves into heroes."
"They held great expectations for the future; they dared to rebel and never sacrificed their freedom or passion for so-called stability and comfort. They were not bound by age; you would often see centenarians drinking and singing like youths."
Listening to this made even Garen feel a sense of yearning.
People often say that the world is aging while deliberately overlooking its essential cause—there resides an old man within each person's heart.
Having weathered life's storms, you choose stability; thus you abandon freedom, forsake your passions, and relinquish your rebellious courage. You no longer hope to stand in the sunlight but willingly become an unremarkable elder who finds comfort in safety over risk.
There is nothing wrong with seeking stability at its core; however, if you are willing to touch your chest, perhaps the fresh blood flowing within will tell you it is warm.
Most people chose stability.
As this seemingly peaceful life became the norm, the ugliness of human nature began to emerge.
Those who had given up on their dreams found it hard to obtain spiritual fulfillment of equal value, so they desired more.
You abandoned the vast world and clung to a narrow perspective. Gradually, your boldness faded away; you would argue fiercely with vendors over the rising prices of fruits and vegetables, leading to anger and resentment. Your aspirations vanished, and you would fight openly and secretly with rivals over immediate gains, resorting to violence and greed.
Thus,
The world grew old.
Garen recalled Agu An's earlier pause, and at this moment, his expression became serious. He understood that what followed would be the crux of the conversation.
"I want to change all of this. In my view, it all stems from the issues within people's hearts. As long as I can eradicate these evils, at least for a long time, the world will return to how it once was."
It was like regularly cleaning out garbage; if no one disposed of it, the trash bin would always be foul-smelling. But if someone were willing to clean it out periodically, that stench would naturally disappear.
Garen admired Agu An for being willing to take on this burden.
Yet he couldn't help but feel sorrow for him.
"But as you gather all these evils, you find yourself unable to eradicate them," Garen said after a moment of silence.
"Yes, I was too naive. Even Agu An's will cannot change the hearts of people in this world," Agu An said with some pain, forcing a bitter smile. "When those evils coalesce, they even generate a stronger will, building an immensely powerful kingdom..."
"It was I who inadvertently contributed to Eternity."
Garen pondered for a moment before shaking his head. "Indeed, it is related to you, but the fault does not lie with you."
By now, the meaning of Eternity had become clear. Just as Garen had observed over the past few days—greed, jealousy, anger, slaughter, helplessness... various seemingly ordinary negative emotions—but when all the negativity in the world converged together, it formed the kingdom of Eternity.
This made Garen think of the Sinful Burden. The pain he felt back then did not come from the hands of others, but rather erupted from within his own heart. It could be said that Eternity had stirred his negative emotions... No wonder Tastandin had died so suddenly; rather than being killed by Eternity, it was more accurate to say he was frightened to death by his own "Eternity."
Such negative emotions cannot be eradicated, for wherever there are people, wherever there are feelings, and wherever there is a human heart, negative emotions will exist. Thus, calling it "Eternity" is quite fitting.
As Agu An said, even in the old days, the issue of Eternity existed; it was just that among those passionate young people at that time, Eternity was rare.
A youthful mindset and a journey in pursuit of one's true self are hard to be shaken by the layers of Eternity.
That is why Agu An wanted to change all of this.
Although it seemed that the reasons for the realm of Eternity were directly related to Agu An, in essence, he could not be blamed for it. After all, where there are human hearts, there is Eternity. Even if Agu An did nothing, everything would eventually erupt.
Moreover, Eternity that has accumulated over time becomes even more terrifying.
In this matter, it is not Agu An who is at fault; it is the human heart.
However, in another matter, Garen found himself somewhat confused.
Garen looked at Agu An and asked, "So..."
"Are you about to die?"
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