Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 786, Section 64: When We Are No Longer Old
"The Grand Consul of Hatton has regained his senses. It is said that the incarnation of the saint Diakum personally went to the reflection of the tributary of fate and brought him back to reality. At present, the Grand Consul is having dinner with his two sons and several archbishops of the Crocus clan."

They went to Nagrand Grassland, where they held a picnic with a distinctly hometown feel.

It is said that His Excellency Hatton ate fifteen tabu skewers in one go, and was praised by others for his good appetite.

Ms. Verara's description brought a smile to Viren's face as he was "serving his sentence," dressed as a hermit and sitting on a tattered cushion, doing his daily prayers.

But as he finished praying, Viren whispered:
"Don't go into so much detail when describing these things next time, it makes it sound like we're secretly spying on our fellow citizens."

"You're too old-fashioned."

Vera said with great dissatisfaction:

"This was just something my students accidentally saw while using detection magic. Besides, who in this sea of ​​stars has the ability to monitor an avatar of a god?"

Do not worry.

We weren't so bad as to disturb a father and son's reunion, and no one wanted to offend a deity's good mood.

To be honest, based on my limited understanding of the powers of lesser gods, it's really not easy for Diakum to "come down" in the middle of his busy schedule. He spent the first half of the night eating and drinking with his father and brothers, and the second half of the night he probably had to take three old maids on a date.

This is really keeping him busy.

"But this is a good thing."

Viren said with a smile:
"We are pleased to see that a god has not had his mind cleansed by divinity. Diakum is still enjoying life as a mortal, which makes him still attached to the world. So we don't have to worry about the holy light suddenly descending from the stars and burning the heavenly fire in the future."

However, you, a busy man, must have come to see me, a prisoner, at this time for more than just casual conversation, right?

Have you made a decision regarding the suggestion I made last time?

Ms. Vera fell silent.

After a moment, she sighed and said:
"To succeed Sachiel as the Eredar, and become a symbol of wisdom?"
Sorry, Velen.

I don't think I can shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

Most importantly, even if Grand Lord Hatton regains his senses, even he cannot succeed you in the hearts of the people and become the next Great Prophet.

Moreover, we have always led the people through a ruling council system. Even if Hatton and I are willing to take over your important role, we still lack a member of our race who can replace... well, Kil'jaeden's role.

A symbol of courage.

You'd better not say something as outrageous as asking Diakum to take over. Even the Mother Clan has no right to demand that a deity serve as a secular leader on Earth!

Unfortunately, after more than 20,000 years of trials and tribulations, the other Starsea clans' Grand Administrators, while very capable, lacked sufficient seniority.

The Holy Light Legion does have a few elders from our time, but the problem is that they have all dedicated themselves to the Holy Light. Unfortunately, we cannot expect every devout believer to leave room for reason within their faith, just like you.

Neither of them is suitable.

Vera shook her head and said:

"So, for now, even after we have recovered our homeland, you will still have to serve as the leader of civilization until the next generation truly grows up."

"but"

Viren was filled with doubt.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he decided to reveal the information that only he and Diakum currently knew to Vera, so that she could be mentally prepared.

The prophet turned the rosary of holy light in his hand and said in the gentlest of tones:
"But the immortality of the Eredar is coming to an end!"

"What did you say?!"

Vera almost jumped up.

She looked at the prophet in astonishment, then rebuked him angrily:
"Don't spread such dangerous rumors, Velen. Do you know what a terrible impact this message will have on the people if it gets out?"
eternal life
This is the highest blessing bestowed upon us by Lord Argus; it is one of the foundations of the Eredar civilization!

"But Lord Argus will also embark on the 'reincarnation' of the Star Soul at the end of the restoration of his homeland."

Viren shook his head and said:
“We all know how the Origin Engine works. Once Lord Argus accepts such purification, He will return to the purest and weakest state of the Star Soul. In that case, if the Eredar still want Lord Argus to grant them immortality, it will seriously interfere with the process of the Star Soul sleeping until it awakens.”

We can't be so selfish.

Most importantly, this is not something you or I can decide.

The Death God of the Eredar is already on standby in the Shadowlands, gathering the souls of his brethren who died unjustly over the past countless years. They are lost between life and death, and even find it difficult to enter the Shadowlands through normal means.

That's the 'Race Death God,' Verara.

It won't reason with you or me. Besides, perhaps the end of immortality isn't such a bad thing. You've been a leader for over 20,000 years, so you should know very well that the blessings and troubles that immortality brings us are equally heavy.

Immortality means that there is no need to consider the issue of inheritance; emotions, marriage, and the continuation of offspring are not necessities for the clan.

It took us over 20,000 years, and even the tragedy of our homeland's destruction didn't allow our population to grow much.

This would be unimaginable for other races, but we consider it normal.

This is not normal! "

The great prophet solemnly said:
"The Eredar should learn a lesson from this tragedy that has lasted for more than 20,000 years. Our civilization has witnessed the vastness of the stars and should do its best to make its voice heard in the stars, instead of continuing to return to Argus with a low population size and continue to live the pastoral life of the past."

This sea of ​​stars has never been peaceful before, nor is it now, and conflict will continue into the future.

This cosmic sea needs a voice and a community to help the gods maintain the balance of the Force and prevent a repeat of the cosmic tragedy that has lasted for over 20,000 years.

The Eredar people have been given a new mission in this era.

how?

Are you going to run away from immortality just because you're obsessed with it?

"You're just making excuses!"

Vera scolded:

"Immortality is an innate gift of every Eredar, and you cannot deprive it of it because of these grand narratives! More importantly, taking what the people have from them will incur their resentment."

Such deprivation would lead to terrible divisions.

Diakum knows this too, right?

What kind of Death God is this, from the Eredars!

Which death dares to make such an outrageous demand before him? Must the vigilant simply allow this to happen?

"What do you say?"

Velen remained calm, looking at Vera with a serene gaze until she took several deep breaths and cast a forced calming spell on herself.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and she said softly:
"Could it be that Diakum... He... He has approved? Wait! You just said that our race's Death God is already guiding those who died unjustly, so the race's Death God has already been born? In the Shadowlands?"

Could it be"

The wise woman instantly realized a terrifying possibility, and she asked tremblingly:
"Is it Sachiel? Is it the old dean?"

"Ah."

Viren looked at Verara, whom he regarded as his successor, with satisfaction. He nodded and said, "I am about to tell you some of the truth about Man'ari and the two great demon lords over the past 20,000 years. After you hear it, you will realize that the Eredar have never split apart."

We are simply on different sides, serving different forces, but we are working towards the same goal.

The stripping away of immortality is not the beginning; it is the true end of an era of suffering.

As Sachs aptly put it, if ten thousand years of life is not enough for our people to fulfill their ideals, then even if they were given immortality, they still wouldn't be able to finish the things they never intended to passionately pursue.

时间
Time is a weapon for the outstanding, but also an excuse for the mediocre.

This cannot go on.

At this momentous occasion of the liberation of their homeland, the civilization of the Eredar will undergo a true transformation and rebirth.

Velen spent some time telling Verara about the various choices and actions of Sachil and Kil'jaeden. Although the Dean had similar deductions before, she fell into a long silence after hearing the truth from Velen.

Her rapidly changing gaze revealed the turbulent state of her mind.

Most importantly, it's hard to stay calm in the face of such facts.

Oh, so all those 25,000 years of suffering in the entire star system, including the major events involving the three forces of fel energy, holy light, and death, were just a "civil war" waged by us Eredar people for the goal of restoring our homeland, right?

What the hell is this ultimate star-sea Brahman?

Outrageous!

The truth was so outrageous that even Ms. Verara, an Eredar, felt that her race was far too "sinful".

But after understanding all of this, Verara, an outstanding arcanist, had a reasonable idea in mind, and then looked at the calm Velen with a shocked gaze.

she says:

"There's more than one Grim Reaper. You're one of them! Kil'jaeden is one of those three old fogies who have conspired to build a 'Hell Court' in the Shadowlands that belongs only to the Eredar!"
I knew it!

I knew it. Beneath your facade of being a nice guy for over 20,000 years, there must be a crazy soul. What normal person could maintain their rationality for over 20,000 years under such pressure?

You must have gone crazy a long time ago, right?

Velen.

"Well, although I have a mild temperament, I'm not immune to anger!"

Viren glared at Vera and said:

"Don't go too far, ma'am. You've fallen into a pathetic cycle of conspiracy theories and nihilism. The truth may be beyond your imagination, but it's not as outrageous as you're saying now."

What I mean is, instead of dwelling on decisions that can't be changed, let's use our leadership skills to think carefully about how to coordinate the political systems of our homeland and other star bases after the liberation of our homeland.

"I'm too lazy to think!"

Ms. Vera, who had worked diligently for over 20,000 years, also made her move.

Upon learning the truth, the arcanist, feeling his worldview shaken, slumped onto his prayer mat, tossed his staff aside, and sighed:
"If all Eredar people only have 10,000 years left to live when their homeland is liberated, then my long-planned plans for the second half of my life will have to be implemented ahead of schedule."

Sorry, Velen.

But ten thousand years is really not enough for me. I have so many things to do, and I don't have time to waste.

I'm not being modest, but when it comes to succeeding as leader, you'd better find someone else.

"Don't go too far, Vera!"

Viren, the usually mild-mannered man, suddenly became enraged. He glared at the lazy dean and snapped:
"In today's tribe, besides you and Hatton, where can I find a few more leaders who can be respected? More than 20,000 years of division has led our tribe to essentially govern themselves. Where do others have the political wisdom to coordinate such a complex political system?"

I don't want to see the great cause of the restoration of our homeland become the last act of unity for the people of Ereda!

That's both ridiculous and pathetic!
The unity of the people must be maintained; no matter the cost, the Eredar civilization must not be divided!

The dean fell silent.

Then, looking at Viren with a subtle expression, she said:
"Do you really think it's appropriate for an arcanist who has spent most of his life in academies and laboratories to handle such a complicated matter? I may have prestige, but my political acumen is less than one of yours."

Hatton can indeed serve as a 'protector' during the transition from the old to the new era, but I'll continue with my educational career.

I believe that the Academy of Mysteries, traveling between its homeland and various star sectors, can also undertake diplomatic responsibilities for interactions between different clans. Yes, I can shoulder this part of the diplomatic responsibility!

Most importantly, have you forgotten about the behemoth that is the 'Holy Light Legion'?
Many of our people had already relinquished their secular ties with their respective clans when they joined the Holy Light Legion, and those fanatical Holy Light warriors could have been the backbone of the return to their homeland.

If they will be among the first residents of their liberated homeland, then why is it necessary to choose a new leader?
The twin archbishops served as the supreme commanders of the Legion of Light for 20,000 years. Wasn't it only natural that they became the administrative leaders of New Argus?
Just like your dual ruling council with Kil'jaeden.

They are sisters; they are naturally inclined to stick together.

The twins are merely a transitional figure. After years of rule, the ten little ones personally nurtured by Diakum will inevitably become the heroes, leaders, and faith centers of the Eredar.

Excuse my bluntness, Velen.

Vera shook her head and said:

"Given the current situation where our people are scattered throughout the Star Sea, it is wishful thinking to try to maintain unity blindly. Rather than forcibly erasing the conflicts between the local and external Star Sea clans, it is better to go with the flow."

Why must Argus be the only homeland of the Eredar?

Argus will become the holy land of all Eredar, but all the worlds where Eredar currently live can be our homeland, a 'cosmic kingdom' with the stars as its boundaries.

That is the future form that the Eredar civilization should take.

Viren hesitated for a moment.

Diakum had said the same thing to him, but for an old man who had spent most of his life in exile, such a future did indeed leave him somewhat bewildered.

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"But how can we maintain such a vast country?"

"The Eredar have their own symbol in each of the six Forces."

Vera took it all in stride, and the dean waved his hand, saying:

"If even after all this, we still can't maintain a Star Sea Kingdom, then it only proves that we are nothing special. At that time, when our people realize the cruel truth, they will choose to shrink their territory and return to their homeland. Wouldn't that be just as you wish?"
You see, no matter what choices we make in the future, there won't be any real, intense conflicts for us.

So my advice is, since immortality is going to end anyway, let's embrace the simple idea that 'children and grandchildren have their own blessings,' and each generation should just do their own thing and not interfere in the affairs of the next generation.

people!
Especially for old men and women like us, we need to be realistic.

After saying that, the dean got up, rubbing her aching forehead, and prepared to leave so she could go back to her laboratory and do some experiments to calm down.

However, she stopped just as she was about to start, and said:
"It's all your fault for revealing that terrible truth, making me almost forget why I came here."

Verara cast a strange spell, sending something sealed away in layers before Velen. She stroked the sealed weapon box and said:
"I was wondering before what Queen Azshara wanted to do with this demonic sword, but now I have a pretty good idea of ​​what you're going to do with it. It's a great and cruel sacrifice."

I ask myself if I could make such a cruel choice.

So, it has to be you, old Velen.

Whether as a friend or a subordinate, I must pay my respects to you! You truly gave everything for our civilization and our homeland; may your final act of service bring you eternal peace.

(End of this chapter)