When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1594: 284: The Gemini Mirror's Admonitions

Chapter 1594: Chapter 284: The Gemini Mirror’s Admonitions

The praise from deep within the Holy Spring now reaches the heavens.

Words have power, a force mighty enough to kill the sun. And ancient poetry is sared with the balm of “beauty.”

It is a tool for rituals, an unfixed beauty, wisdom in motion.

“I sing praises to the Gemini Mirror, the divine without eyes, without self, pure and flawless!”

Ayimar Nur chants loudly, the Sacred Staff in his hand striking the lake’s surface.

Even the most defiant Benevolent Lords maintain a dignified and reverent posture at this mont.

Everyone softly recites the poetry praising the Gemini Mirror. Their stances differ, but from each, one can sense a “tranquility.”

More and more white smoke rises quietly, a cold vapor.

It wraps around the skin, feeling as icy as jade.

The chanting hasn’t stopped. But as everyone enters a state of emptiness, consciousness suddenly vanishes.

Aiwass feels as though he’s entered a mysterious world made of infinite mists.

He seems to be flying high above, with a fierce wind battering against him.

Next, the imbalance grows intensely. The raging wind brings a sense of suffocation, and his mind snaps into clarity.

Aiwass senses his hair flying back wildly, instinctively unfolding his six White Wings.

And at this mont, a voice Aiwass seems to have heard sowhere whispers in his ear:

“—Know thyself.”

This voice is ethereal as wind, gentle as water. But when Aiwass hears it, it feels like an illusion, as if it has appeared before.

Aiwass suddenly rembers that he has indeed heard this voice.

It was during the ceremony when he beca a Blood Slave to the Son of the Moon, the voice of the Gemini Mirror—

As the voice speaks, another person appears before Aiwass.

He is incredibly handso, quite young. His eyes full of caution and confidence.

—Who is this? What does the Gemini Mirror want to see?

Such thoughts flow instinctively through Aiwass’s mind.

But then, looking at his “self” across, Aiwass abruptly realizes… this is the “mirror.”

The person before him is neither the Serpent Celestial Marshal nor Ai Shiping. Not the Shepherd or Aleister.

He is indeed Aiwass himself.

Reflected another self in the mirror.

—Yes, Aiwass doesn’t truly know himself. He rarely looks in the mirror, often intently observing others. He determines the person across is himself not by recognizing “it’s ,” but by eliminating “it’s not them.”

…Am I really so unfamiliar with myself?

Once Aiwass comprehends this, beside the “Aiwass” opposite, a luxurious mirror’s outline appears.

He stands before a giant Standing Mirror, its outline resembling a clock. The sound of ticking pervades Aiwass’s ears… as if a clock is constantly urging him, “Ti is almost up,” “Soon it’s too late.”

Aiwass becos sowhat agitated and wishes to turn away.

But as he turns halfway, he suddenly hits an obstacle.

Only then does he realize… he cannot escape the scene displayed by the Standing Mirror!

…Is it that in the mirror, is it “it,” or “myself?”

“—Do not surpass the limits.”

The Gemini Mirror’s voice gently echoes again.

At that mont, Aiwass feels as though a gust of wind, a cloud of mist embraces him from behind.

He instinctively turns his head. But it’s so ethereal, dissipating upon contact.

When Aiwass turns back around, he discovers the mirror has vanished.

It transford into a doorway.

Beyond the wide-open door, a mountain range burns with flas, enveloped in smoke.

The mountain peaks are filled with Weapons, with a castle at the summit.

“This is…”

Aiwass murmurs.

…Dream Realm? But, where is this…

He cannot comprehend what this scene signifies. It’s difficult for Aiwass, who is well-versed in Dream Realm knowledge and has mastered Advanced Divine Art and past life’s strategies.

However, conversely…

If Aiwass has absolutely no recognition, perhaps it may indeed be sothing new.

—Could this be the domain of the Red Calamity?

“…Are you trying to tell this is the enemy I should defeat?”

Aiwass gazes across, speaking slowly, “No problem, leave it to . I will accomplish it.”

“—No.”

The Gemini Mirror reappears, its voice transforming into Isabel’s voice.

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She once again embraced Aiwass from behind.

This ti, Aiwass even clearly felt Isabel’s touch and warmth, slled her scent, and caught a glimpse of her hair in his peripheral vision.

By any asure, this was Isabel.

Yet he distinctly knew, this could not possibly be Isabel…

Then Aiwass suddenly realized: “Is this a dream?”

Mirror. Door. Dreamland.

This is precisely the triple essence of the Gemini Mirror.

It is always a passage connecting here and there, truth and falsehood, illusion and reality.

“—Oaths made in vain bring calamity closer.”

Isabel’s voice softly rose up behind Aiwass: “One cannot foresee the future, hence there’s no need to preempt the present… Aiwass, you burden yourself too heavily. Not all of it is your responsibility.”

“…You an, you want to relax a bit?”

Aiwass understood why the Gemini Mirror had co here.

She wanted to say these things to him.

Like a mother, tenderly watching her child struggling, saying— it doesn’t matter if you can’t go on. If it really doesn’t work out, just co back.

—But how could Aiwass let go?

Aiwass could perceive the goodwill of the Gemini Mirror.

But now, there was no turning back, and defeat was not allowed.

He gently shook his head and replied: “The prophets’ maxims warn that mortals cannot foresee the future… This doesn’t an mortals cannot glimpse a corner of the future. In fact, this foresight ability is not rare. The true aning of this saying is that mortals cannot perceive all possibilities of the future.

“The future is perpetually changing, and as long as it’s known, the future will continue to change.”

Just like when Aiwass first created the Phantom Card to seal the Shadow Demon, he chose the content conveyed by The Moon.

Now, after all the twists and turns, it has co back to the beginning.

“—But also because of this, the future belongs to those who believe in it.”

Aiwass slowly replied: “Everything changes, yet change itself does not.”

At this mont, Aiwass recalled the words of the Lord of Scalefeather:

[“‘Evolution’ represents the eternal nature of change in all things… What rises will eventually descend, what descends will eventually rise, all things circulate, everything changes yet change itself does not.]

This is the answer given by the Serpent Celestial Marshal.

Let everything change—let everything continuously change. Whether good or bad, civilized or barbaric, stable or chaotic…

As long as everything keeps changing, this system will grow increasingly chaotic. Countless variables will continuously generate, infinite differences will continuously increase… That’s the strategy the Serpent Celestial Marshal intends to use to counter the Void.

If the Void makes all return to nothingness, then rely ensuring that the rate of incrent surpasses the rate of voidification maintains a relative balance. The Serpent Celestial Marshal aims to make the whole world chaotic, filling every domain with randomness, demolishing all solidification, order, predictions, and theorems—

And this is what the Gemini Mirror hopes to see.

She is the god of differences, an ancient god surviving from the old era to the present. Without her favor and goodwill, the new civilization could never have developed to this extent.

Because the Gemini Mirror already knows the old civilization cannot proceed, she desires to forge a new path.

More possibilities an higher chances of success.

—But Aiwass doesn’t plan to do this.

“Infinite possibilities… rely for infinite infinites, isn’t this a kind of aningless growth?”

Aiwass shook his head: “To , this is nothing but feeding the Void. The larger the aningless growth, the larger ‘the aningless’ will be. If the Void eventually devours infinity, then it achieves ‘infinite nullity’.

“Then it might be better to trap the void here, let us all perish together.”

His eyes burned like the blazing sun.

And the Gemini Mirror seed helpless.

“Isabel” gently touched Aiwass’ cheek, then vanished like a dream bubble.

“This is the three maxims I offer you, hoping you won’t tread an ‘erroneous’ path.”

The Gemini Mirror’s voice once again beca ethereal and illusory: “But now it seems… you have already forged your own path.

“This is a good thing.

“I bless you, Aiwass. May happiness accompany you always.”

In the next mont, the suffocating forward wind suddenly reversed.

He felt himself quickly flying backward, accompanied by a strong sensation of weightlessness.

In an instant, he returned to reality, just in ti to hear Ayimar Nur’s voice, now hoarse, saying its final prayer:

“Great Navel of the World, Mother of the World! Shelter our ships as they pass through the cracks above the Great Abyss!

“Gaia—”

The Benevolent Lords loudly shouted the true na of the Gemini Mirror together.

And at that mont, covering all over Parthia, on stone slabs, statues, and fountains.

Dark-yellow runes, symbolizing the Great Abyss, simultaneously lit up.

—The Ring of Ouroboros ritual comnced.