only god

Chapter 14 Why Do We Die? !
An unparalleled force squeezed Yar's whole body, he stood up, his whole body was shaking.

The wind and frost howled, and snow fell constantly on the mountain.

Yar stared at the blizzard outside the cave with his eyes wide open, like a hungry jackal trying to regain the hope of survival from the cold.

The imminence of death created Yar's despair, but the cry of the wise man before his death shook the last string in his spirit
"I want an answer, an answer."

Lips were parched from the cold, Al murmured.

The wise man obtained the truth he wanted before he died, and at this moment, Yar is also asking for an answer.

Al wants an answer of his own.

He believes that death is not an illusion, and the wise man died in front of him like this, it is definitely not an illusion.

But he also firmly believes that in the deepest part of death, what is still alive, what has not been forgotten, and what needs to be alive.

Yar stared at the blizzard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stood motionless.

I do not know how long it has been…

The blizzard stopped for a while, and the wind around was no longer so restless.

Everything gradually became calm.

Taking a deep breath, Al walked out of the cave.

The sky and the earth were covered in white, and Yar couldn't see the outline of the top of the mountain, but he could see a little distant light.

Gritting his teeth, Yaar limped on the snow. Every step he took, he felt tearing pain in his right leg. He held the pain in his throat and didn't utter a single sound.

The outline of the cave gradually receded, and Yar strutted his body and headed fiercely towards the top of the mountain.

He nearly slipped several times on the way, but he insisted on pulling himself back. Time gradually passed, and he walked for a whole morning without knowing it, and the outline of the mountain top became more and more clear.

Yar dragged his body with difficulty, step by step, step by step, and the cramping pain made him more determined to resist.

call!
call!
Yaer's face suddenly changed.

The sound of a howling wind came from the depths of the valley.

The blizzard is coming again!
In an instant, the sky became chaotic, and the wind and snow suddenly rose, sweeping the entire mountain in a frenzied way. Yar fought and suppressed the panic in his heart.

Dark clouds hung across the sky, and the calm of not so long ago seemed to have laid a well-disguised trap for death outside the cavern.

The prey, which is only waiting to return to the light, walks into it and consumes all its life.

Al gritted his teeth.

Death followed his footsteps, wanted to destroy him, and delivered a fatal blow at the most appropriate time!
Yaer dragged his disabled right leg forward desperately, he didn't care whether he was back to life or not, whether he was dying or not.

he doesn't care

Because he wants an answer!All Logosians want an answer!
Yar lowered his body, not to be blown away by the waves of strong winds, and endured the pain on his right leg until he was gradually frozen and lost the pain.

The snow under his feet was getting thicker, and there were more and more flying hailstones. Half of Yar's body was in the snow, and the wind and snow tried their best to keep him here and hand him over to death.

Yar kept moving forward. When he fell, he put his hands on the ground and struggled to get up. His skin was cut by the hail, and he let the blood flow until he was frozen dry.

I can't stay here by myself.

Death is like a well-calculated hunter. He sharpens his scythe, waiting for this person to be crushed by wind and frost, and delivers a fatal blow at the most impeccable timing.

But the man was not yet broken,
This man is still fighting death!

He wants to overcome death and seek answers for an entire civilization!

Yar strenuously moved forward, the road became steeper and steeper, and there was no road to the top of the mountain, and there was only a steep cliff in front of him.

He placed his hands tremblingly on the cliff, bit his lips to bleed, and stimulated his will with the pain.

This face is covered with freeze-dried wounds and dust.

Yar climbed the rock, his thin arms supported the weight of his body, and he went up little by little.

The strong wind rolled up sand and rocks and bombarded his thin body. Everything in this world was restless, as if preventing the Logos from getting an answer.

Yar's face was distorted by the pain, but the spirit under the flesh remained motionless.

He knows that the wise man is dead.

But the peace of the wise man, the cry of the wise man before he died... Scenes and scenes echoed in Yaer's mind.

Yar didn't know what he was thinking, he just felt that in the death of the body, there was something to come back to life.

That feeling became more and more intense until it dominated his entire body and mind.

The wind and waves are still unabated, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and the visible places are bleak.

Yar climbed the cliff, dragging his body up little by little.

He looked at the dark clouds, and there was something looming in the darkness.Yar's eyes widened, a faint light overflowed from the cracks in the dark clouds, and an undercurrent surged behind the dark clouds.

Yaer's body is so small, on the rocky cliff, it seems that he will be blown off by the strong wind at any time, and he will die without a whole body, but he still climbs up.

Finally, he climbed the cliff, and the top of the mountain was just ahead.

Yaer's whole body was tense, he was afraid that if he let go, death would come, so he could only be tense.

Dragging his right leg, the blizzard didn't stop because he climbed the cliff, on the contrary, it bombarded him with ten times and a hundred times the wind.

His face was covered with wounds and dust. Yar's will was still unyielding, but when he raised his left leg, he suddenly felt powerless.

His body is tired.

Eyes were bloodshot, and Yar bit his lips to bleed blood, struggling to exert strength to every inch of muscle.

But it still didn't help, the body was still crumbling.

Gazing at the top of the mountain, Yaer suddenly realized that death is always with him, and he was about to make up his mind to reap life.

Death is coming.

The top of the mountain was right in front of him, and unwillingness surged into Yaer's heart, occupying every inch of his skin.

He dragged his body until he fell to the ground.

Yar put his hands on the ground, tensed his muscles, and forced half of his body to stand up.

He no longer fears death.

because he knows...

In death, what is there to live,
What is there to come alive...

That's what death means.

He wants a confirmed answer, he wants a thunderbolt that falls from the sky, and completely shatters the tranquility before the storm... He wants a light, a light that is not a dark current, but a light that really breaks through the dark clouds!

Facing the strong wind, he asked a startling question towards the top of the mountain:
"Why do we have to die?!"

In this secular world, there must be something to answer this question, and he needs an answer.

They cannot accept that there is no answer, the entire Logos civilization needs an answer!
He demanded answers to death, and they couldn't wait any longer.

At this moment, the sky glowed with light, and the dark clouds were suddenly broken,

"Because the flesh is dead, the flesh can die, but the rationality cannot die..."

God appeared,

"Because the false flesh dies,"

"So that the true spirit will come alive from now on!"

(End of this chapter)