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Above the cosmos... Nothing hangs. How do you know? I'm not all-powerful, but I have common sense, you know? It is as if you were proposing life after death, a banality for the hopeless; but there is reincarnation... What? Confusing, meaningless and lacking logic... Above the cosmos? Could there be another more brilliant jewel that adorns the crown? It makes no sense, just like rebirth... Who would like to remember past memories? Traumas, attachments, beings; unless you are a slave. But who is not a slave? There are no exceptions... Could it be that above the cosmos I will find an answer? 'Son of a bitch', that's the best abstract promotion framework I've ever seen...

Finger_of_Shiva · Fantasi
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[Church]

"Wait and rest under the great Orthodox powers. Let their congregation be so, let the water boil." It was heard echoing through the spacious hall.

"Go and reposition your blind faith, may it be capable of boiling the seas; without a doubt, rebuild itself just as it did with the new world." The voice continued, with unwavering ardor, its gaze fixed on the heights.

All this was listened to fervently by numerous individuals. Those who arranged themselves in order and organized mind, in order to portray an image...

But in reality, their minds were not really occupied; his hands were shaking. Their gazes fixed on the speaker or floor...

While this was happening, other volunteers patiently guided the constant sick people who continually arrived.

Those who were guided beyond the interior of the church, towards the exterior that included it.

"Are there infidels?" Federick asked while observing these actions.

"Mmh, I guess... A neighbor of mine went out to work and..." The man said until he was interrupted with another question.

"Where are you being directed?" Federick continued with his questions, while observing those who were previously his traveling companions.

"The church has arranged a campaign of free healing for all classes, without differences. It is, in fact, the church." The man commented with sarcasm between his words.

"I see you know the church?" Federick commented surprised.

He did not know the records in excess or in depth, but the fact that the religion was erected by men made him assume so.

"Why do you suppose that, boy?" The man asked gracefully.

His smile had widened with the question, so that his wrinkles stood out.

"Because you look like a eunuch." Federick said without laughing.

But contrary to expectations, this comment did not boil the atmosphere, on the contrary; The man laughed lightly, complacent.

Thus, they continued on their way to a seat arranged in one of the rows. Where they were surrounded by believers, who held amulets in their hands.

"Exclaim with absolute freedom whom you adore, without fear of intimidation; for our position is like the mountains, without the power to grant any advantage to opponents of any kind." The speaker repeated with great eloquence, reaching high tones.

"Within us, virtue; outside of us, gratitude; beyond us, our Faith." The man finished his speech, accompanied by glorifying applause.

Many men stood up at his words, applauding in admiration. Squeezed between peers, their fascination did not die out.

With this, another unquenchable fire was quietly ignited. Among the numerous pairs, two eyes stood out among the fascinated expressions.

Like stars, capable of judging beyond the unintelligible.

'Really wonderful... Human nature is fascinating.' Federick expressed in his thoughts.

While the applause did not end, with the presence of grateful faces; In reality, behind them, disinterest, indifference and reluctance were hidden.

Tired faces, between dark circles and neglected skin; the mark of time and work as despots.

But beyond that, there was a disturbing peculiarity that caused him to smile the same way. The moment he locked eyes with the speaker, the second his perspectives crossed.

Cynicism and hatred, without mockery or comments; simple and crude, like a bad joke.

'Wow, my fame is recognized.' Federick thought with bad taste.

Like a snake, his benevolent smile hid resentment; his wrinkles as if they were the last layer of his lie.

"The distortion of spirits is palpable in this place... souls condemned without freedom, under the banner of virtue." Federick said with pity in his voice.

"It is an interesting point of view, but I would add the absolute power of its leaders. At the end of the day, it does not develop beyond an eternal political struggle." The man said with a thoughtful expression, unusual for him.

At these words, he received a curious look from Federick; wondering if he was actually living with a eunuch or an imperial eunuch.

"Do they keep power at their table?" Federick asked, hinting at the general Athenian scene.

"They maintain power, but a power that is not real; without existing, covered in falsehood." The man responded without faking his words.

It was at that moment that many of the individuals stood up with the intention of leaving, at the ringing of a bell.

So did the speaker, who retired with the long burden behind his priestly hat.

"The time has come for me to retire. As your grandfather has ordered, the punishment for your insolence is to remain in your home for an entire day... But it turns out that your home must be the first building you step into." The man quickly reported as he walked away with a playful smile.

"Wait! You're going to leave me just like that?... What did our love mean to you?!" Federick shouted dramatically, with overacting in his genetic code.

"I just found your actions clever." The man commented laughing, without stopping his pace.

"You are amazing"...