I’m a Villain, but I Want to Live a Long Life - Chapter 132
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Calyssia closed her mouth, then nodded very slightly.
“That’s right. We really hate Frater.”
It was the answer I had expected. But it was still shocking nonetheless.
I asked back with my parched mouth.
“…Why?”
“Because he betrayed someone precious to us.”
Calyssia’s eyes became gloomy.
“The one we served wasn’t Frater. …It was Lord Fluma.”
“Fluma?”
It was a completely unfamiliar name. I frowned and tilted my head.
“Who is this Fluma…”
But the moment I muttered that.
“Urgh…!”
My vision suddenly began to sway violently, and a tearing tinnitus started ringing in my ears.
As I squeezed my eyes shut, Calyssia approached in panic.
“Why, what’s wrong?”
But the nausea only grew more severe.
It felt like something was being sucked into my body, or flowing out like a receding tide.
‘Well… now… trying to.’
A strange voice echoed in my head. I gasped for breath and reflexively covered my ears.
“Calyssia, what’s happening!”
“I, I don’t know! The human suddenly became strange!”
All sounds seemed amplified as if through a speaker.
“I was just talking about Lord Fluma…”
Then, the name ‘Fluma’ that Calyssia pronounced struck my head like a hammer.
Soon a brilliant white light flashed before my eyes, and I felt my body floating.
Then, with a tinnitus like a scream, my consciousness snapped off with a thud.
“I am now going to become human.”
My senses returned as if a switch had been flipped.
I could see three or four blurry figures before my eyes.
“Since all souls can now enjoy happiness without price, I too have achieved what I longed for.”
I could instinctively understand.
Where this place was, who I was.
The top of a vast hill where the wind gently blew.
I was sitting with my back against a giant tall tree.
It was a place where moist grass tickled my toes and the wind carried a sweet floral fragrance.
‘How absurd.’
There was no doubt.
Just like borrowing Adam’s eyes, this was the world seen through Fluma’s eyes.
“Truly congratulations, Lord Fluma.”
“Now you can finally rest easy. Please set aside worldly matters for a while and rest.”
Two affectionate voices came from across the way.
Now that my vision had become somewhat clear, I could confirm their faces.
‘…This is impossible.’
A man with emerald hair smiling warmly, and another man with a somewhat sulky expression pouting his lips.
They were unmistakably Adam and Amon.
And,
“You’re finally achieving your divine wish! Congratulations, Lord Fluma!”
There was a short-haired woman who grabbed my hand with a bright smile.
I smiled gently toward her.
“Thank you, Amicus.”
Amicus met my gaze with a cheerful smile.
“Thank you? I’m happy because Lord Fluma is happy.”
But the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly shattered by someone’s cold voice.
“So, you’ve made that decision after all.”
I, no, Fluma looked up.
The vast hill spread under the blue sky.
Against that beautiful scenery, one person approached and sat down with a pale expression.
I could instinctively know who he was this time too.
“…Frater.”
A world created through long and lonely time.
And the first soul created to share that world.
Frater was Fluma’s first creation and his one and only brother.
However, the way Frater looked at Fluma was filled with resentment.
“Brother.”
Fluma called him in a careful but affectionate voice. Frater met Fluma’s gaze aggressively without answering.
“This is what I have longed for a very long time. You know this best, don’t you.”
Fluma reached out his hand. Then he gently stroked Frater’s shoulder soothingly.
“My role is sufficient now. The world no longer needs an absolute being.”
Fluma raised his gaze to look at the cloudless blue sky.
In the grassland spread below, golden grain swayed like waves, and a clear, abundant river flowed.
“Humans are souls that can bloom flowers even in completely barren wastelands. They are the only beings who know how to create something on their own without gods.”
Frater gave no answer, but Fluma continued speaking.
“On the other hand, what about absolute beings? Gods are more trivial existences than one might think. Isn’t the anguish tormenting you right now actually my fault?”
Adam, Amon, and Amicus watched them with worried eyes.
Fluma spoke his final words with conviction.
“Gods are useless.”
The wrinkles on Frater’s brow deepened.
“Frater. When I, when we finally become human.”
“…”
“Let us become a true family, not god and creation. Then… it will be possible.”
Living alone through eternal time, Fluma had hoped and wished for only one thing.
It was a wish whose substance was unclear until he created humans.
But as he built paradise, created humans.
And came to love them, he realized.
What he had truly wanted.
“I know myself. The meaning of my existence can only be completed by becoming human.”
She needed neither omniscient ability to see everything, nor the supernatural power of creation, nor absolute strength.
Frater smiled more gently than anyone.
“Sometimes there are things that can only shine when they are finite.”
However.
Smack—!
Frater roughly struck away Fluma’s hand. His eyes were filled with inexplicable anger.
“What… what kind of god abandons their supreme soul with their own hands?”
“…Frater.”
“Your words are contradictory in themselves! Gods being useless.”
Frater’s gaze became even colder.
“Don’t make excuses. It’s simply that you are insufficient to become a god.”
Amon’s face turned fierce.
“Frater! How dare you speak such blasphemy to Lord Fluma-!!”
But Frater showed not the slightest waver. His eyes already held an irreversibly deep distrust.
“The world doesn’t want a god like you.”
“Shut your mouth this instant!”
Amon shouted angrily and rose from his seat. Then he grabbed Frater’s sleeve.
“Beg for forgiveness right now! Right now!”
But Frater shook off Amon’s hand.
And without hesitation, he turned around and walked down the hillside.
A sorrowful voice leaked from Fluma’s lips.
“Oh my…”
“Lord Fluma…! Will you leave Frater as he is?”
Amon asked with a resentful face. But Fluma only slowly closed and opened her eyes.
“Just leave him be. I am also the one who shaped Frater into what he is.”
Her blue eyes, which seemed to contain the deep ocean, slowly sank.
Amon had nothing left to say and closed his mouth. There was nothing else he could do.
Fluma, she had always been that kind of god.
Too kind, and loving them too much.
Even when that love would sometimes lead to her destruction, she would ultimately accept and embrace it.
The giant tall tree covering overhead swayed its branches in the wind.
“Hey, hey…! What’s wrong with you, are you okay?!”
My eyes snapped open. In my suddenly changed vision, I saw three pairs of eyes looking at me.
“Why is this human like this?! Why did he suddenly collapse!”
“Thank goodness! At least he’s not dead!”
Rael with a completely flustered expression, and Calyssia sighing in relief while making a tearful face.
“…”
And Kerus, frozen with a pale expression.
I moved my lips and blinked my eyes.
The vast hill and giant tall tree had disappeared.
Adam, Amon, Amicus. And Frater’s retreating figure going down the hill were the same.
“…Good heavens.”
A murmur escaped from my mouth without my knowing.
“Lord Fluma.”
“Gods are useless.”
“It’s simply that you are insufficient to become a god.”
The conversation from moments ago continued to echo in my head like a refrain.
I suddenly remembered the story Father had told me years ago when I went to Plau to find Rubel.
“That legend seems to have been real.”
“Legend?”
“Yes. That the ancient god Frater sealed his disciples in three sacred objects.”
The puzzle pieces were fitting together one by one.
“Are Adam’s sister and brother also sleeping in those sacred objects? Because they are the disciples Frater sealed?”
[Hmm… Half correct, and half I cannot answer.]
Now I could understand Adam’s answer.
His words that it was half right and half wrong.
‘It was true that Adam and Amon were beings sealed in sacred objects.’
But they weren’t Frater’s disciples.
Because they were,
“…Fluma’s disciples.”
I raised my gaze to meet Kerus’s eyes.
“Now I understand.”
“…”
“The reason you all hated Frater. And the reason you avoid Creda trees.”
The Diermant were Fluma’s sacred sprites, not Frater’s.
So naturally, they had no choice but to avoid the Creda trees, which were the sacred trees of the Frater Order.
Since Frater was the enemy who killed Fluma.
Then.
“Perhaps the reason you’re currently misunderstood as monsters is also…”
As Rael said, it was likely because the Frater Order had a hand in it.
From their perspective, the Diermant, who were Fluma’s sacred sprites, would be a thorn in their side.
‘Was it really a coincidence that Professor Sadina made Diermant subjugation the entrance exam?’
The temple sent clergy to Rishion every year.
The stated purpose was sacred rituals for student safety and the academy’s prosperity.
Calyssia’s words from earlier also echoed in my ears.
“Humans suddenly started bringing Creda trees to this land, then attacked us indiscriminately.”
“It was as if they had no intention of talking with us at all.”
A hollow laugh burst from my mouth. Goosebumps rose on the back of my neck.
“This is… exactly the same method.”
In the original story, the temple steadily brainwashed Selene to kill Estelin.
As a result, an invisible war broke out between the two houses, and House Tigris was destroyed.
And now.
‘This time they’ve set up the board using humans and Diermant.’
So the two groups would hate and kill each other.
Just like how they incited Selene to kill Estelin.
I could feel Rael, Calyssia, and Kerus looking at me. I muttered quietly.
“Ha, this kind of divide-and-conquer again…”
Kerus frowned. I clenched my fist with gleaming eyes.
Those who sow discord usually have something to hide.
Just like how Frater killed Fluma and falsely became the god of this world.
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