There is no need for the weak to exist.
The history of civilization is the process of the strong constantly defeating the weak.
Under the illumination of the ancient tawny star, there is a dark red star with dim sunlight, a cold atmosphere, and a strange and rugged terrain. According to the common sense of ordinary life, this iron-rich land and atmosphere should not have given birth to any life. It is so barren and boring that even if spacecraft from other advanced civilizations pass by, they may not bother to explore it.
However, it was in this almost cruel world of death that something like a miracle was born. In the high-heat hot springs of the deep valley basin, the initial germs of life were born along with the vigorous movement of magic, and as the world gradually enveloped the world due to geological movements In the 'deep magic layer', primitive life spread to the entire world. Under the violent evolution over tens of millions of years, a race as tough as iron was born among countless generations of descendants of primitive life.
They were born among mountain caves and live in deep winding caves. The shape of this race is similar to a snail, but their bodies are stronger than rocks, and the carapace on their backs is comparable to steel. Although this thick shell It is a burden, but it ensures the safety of the group. In this regard, they proudly named themselves Amos, which in the ancient language means 'burden bearer'.
As time went by, their tribe prospered and their civilization became more and more prosperous. From the ancient Paleolithic Age to the era of magic industry where the extraordinary way flourished, the Amos people gradually occupied the entire world and they became extinct. They defeated the Titan giant lizards, who were also intelligent life forms, and defeated the prehistoric beasts that once lived together on the earth. They drove away the giant earthworms and drove many metal beasts that would destroy their mountain cities into the ecological protection circle. Amos Man has successfully changed the entire world, changed his own civilization, and made the entire planet the territory of the Amos people.
However, there is one thing that the Amos people cannot change.
That is the burden that rests on the shoulders of all intelligent beings.
Weak.
The original sin of weakness.
It was the Paleolithic Age, a newborn baby that was thrown into a pool of lava and was born with deformities.
It was the Neolithic Age, an ancient people who were driven away from their homeland because their tools were not advanced enough.
It was the era of primitive large tribes. They did not master elemental magic, so they were all backward tribes that were annihilated.
They are ever-changing and numerous. They are children whose carapace is not strong enough and are despised and discriminated against. They huddle in a corner and cry because of bullying. They are children who cannot learn magic despite their best efforts. They are eliminated by society and can only do the most primitive physical labor. Hard workers; they are "untouchables" who were born into poverty, have no resources to study, no chance to change their destiny, and no future to speak of. They are forgotten in the corner of society and are not even allowed to pay taxes.
They are weak.
Various reasons, various causes and effects, since the birth of life in this world, there has been a natural distinction between strong and weak. Large cells eat small cells, and the strong carapace smashes the fragile carapace. They can not be enslaved by tools. Those who can use tools and bullies who use magic cannot use magic.
The nobles exploited the slaves and farmers, and used the resources of the entire territory to support themselves and the next generation, and then let the next generation who were the same as themselves, or even stronger, continue to squeeze the next generation of the slaves and farmers. The kings ruled the country, and the royal family gathered the power of the kingdom to cultivate strong The ruler will continue to rule for thousands of years. The order of reincarnation from generation to generation is like a strong hammer, beating the entire world, shaping morality, logic and beliefs into completely different shapes.
The strong oppresses the weak, the strong defeats the weak, the weak is unwilling, and the weak is angry, but so what? How can tears bring down the nobles' castles, how can roars shatter the king's palace? Such is the order under the incalculable power gap between individuals of extraordinary civilizations. For countless years, the strong have relied on feasting on the flesh and blood of the weak to maintain their rule and have enough time and resources to deduce extraordinary power. Another realm.
Because of this, civilization will progress.
[Weakness is a sin]
A king sat at the pinnacle of the mountainous country he ruled. He looked down at his huge empire, and powerful magic swept across the entire country. He was the first person in the history of Amos civilization to have such extraordinary power. He is an unprecedented genius, the highest masterpiece inherited by blood, and the first person who can feel the pain of all weak people through extraordinary power and understand this sadness empathetically.
[The weak bear the original sin]
Civilization has come to a standstill, and the overly primitive method of resource accumulation is no longer enough for the Amos extraordinary people to reach the next level. Because the Amos people at the bottom have been squeezed and tortured for countless years, they are almost the same as the Amos people at the top. There are two races. The race called 'Low Amos' has almost no magic talent. They are thin and have fragile carapace. They cannot endure high temperature and high pressure and cannot mine magic crystals in deep mining areas for a long time to supply 'High Amos'. People's cultivation, and Gao Amos people are strong and strong, their carapace is made of the blood alloy passed down by their family, and their magic power is powerful enough to transform the terrain. They can swim in volcanoes and swim in lava, but they never give birth and only live in a lifetime. Pursue strength.
[Everything is the fault of the weak]
It is all because the weak are too weak to meet the growing needs of the strong, which leads to the stagnation of civilization. The weak have now become a cancer on the Amos civilization, and are the fundamental reason why civilization cannot progress. At the dawn of this new era, the mere existence of the weak Amos people is a waste of resources, and their The value is even negative. These painful existences, the struggling life, and even the will to live are completely wrong.
[There is no need for the weak to exist]
The king feels the suffering of the weak, the king feels the weakness of the weak, the king feels their hardship, their pain, they are struggling to live but do not know the meaning of tomorrow, they live in pain but do not know where the future is - they They don't even understand what the terms 'tomorrow' and 'future' are. They can't even understand that they and the nobles are of the same race.
But unlike those other high-Amos nobles who regarded low-Amos as tools, slaves, and numbers, the king, who was born strong, took pity on them. The king condescended to face them face to face. He promised the weak that they could Ask for a wish.
In the face of the generous king, the weak one who was questioned, the Hyamosian who did not leave his name, used a numb, fanatical, painful, and humble tone to speak to the aloof king with a look of pity on his face. , said with great relief.
"Let me die."
So the weak died.
This is the salvation that the Deomos prayed for.
That’s it—they suffered so much. That’s it—they don’t crave life at all.
From that day on, the king understood the truth, and because of this, a great emperor was born.
[Yes-since, the weak will suffer.]
Then let the weak kill them gently before they gain consciousness, know their own weakness, grow in reality, and experience endless pain. Before the embryo turns into life, before life has intelligence, before intelligence forms self-awareness, erase all this.
The darkness and suffering in the future will be a thousand times that of today. Facing the void, facing other civilizations, and facing the World Eaters who wipe out the world, the pain of the weak is so sad despite the reluctance of these existences - so I put aside Come on, leave everything behind, responsibility, glory and suffering, as well as the right to survive and the future, and leave everything to the strong -
Only the geniuses will be left, only the strong will be left, erase all the cancers called weakness, let the strong provide for themselves, let the strong grow by themselves, let the strong leave behind all the cumbersome support systems and become their own civilization, in this way , our civilization will prosper and grow.
Moreover, there is no need to base any achievements or brilliance on the 'pain of the weak'. Our civilization is pure, noble, brilliant and complete.
Because all sins and all pain have already ended at the beginning of birth.
"We cut off our weaknesses, we change our bodies, we swallow poison, we transform our minds, we spurn God and faith, we pick up our pope and burn him to death on an iron cone, we detonate magic energy on our own planet The fission bomb is just to eliminate any chance of survival for all weak beings."
“We are the Amos—the chosen burden-bearers—we carry the carapace, we carry the hills, we carry the mountains, we carry the planets, our great emperors carry the galaxies, we laugh and eat the flesh of the weak, taking the suffering away from them Take all the glory and responsibility in your hands, we will fight to the last moment in this dark multiverse, and remove all the sorrow and pain belonging to the weak from all the stars!"
The twisted will turned into a huge cluster, and the dark faith came across the galaxy.
No one feels this terrifying fluctuation, and no one knows that this only exists as a source of information and only spreads in the 'flame'.
indeed. Humans cannot perceive it.
This vibration of pure 'spirit' that oscillates between the flames of civilization. Perhaps only the collective will that represents 'civilization itself' can slightly perceive this information that travels through the endless darkness.
However, humans cannot do this, but God can.
- Lost Galaxy, Mycroft Star Territory, behind the huge Galaxy Star Gate, inside the Ten Thousand Realms Sacrificial Site, in the laboratory buried underground, the golden cocoon of divine power trembled and vibrated with anger.
The gods who were sleeping in the 'primordial fire' and sleeping in the 'infinite source' opened their eyes when the dark night was illuminated by the light from the rift in time and space.
At night - the 'god' of justice and power wakes up.
Recommend a book from a friend, "Cabinet Dreams". The adventure story of a girl and a girl in the world of Cthulhu is worth reading!
There will be one or two updates later. I wrote more than 10,000 words today. I could have posted it in the morning, but after thinking about it, it would be better to post it after I finish reviewing the manuscript.
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