173Act VI: Emerald
Chapter 225: (Dream)
Who am I?
I find myself asking this a lot lately. With everything that has happened in my life, I suppose it is unsurprising. But why am I voicing this now? Or, rather, why has the thought come into such potency and physicality that I am now realizing I am asking it? Strange. I guess this comes with awareness… or perhaps realization.
Maybe it is because many have asked me that. Asked me who I am and what my purpose is. Isn't that a question everyone asks themselves in their lifetime? I've been told that for as long as life existed, those with a sentient mind are plagued with this curse of unknowing and discontent. I have been free of this until just a few days ago, when the soft words of understanding finally came into my own grasp. Interesting. I stand here, amongst this fallen snow, understanding everything and nothing at once… almost like I am a paradox. Or, no, almost like I have met with a paradox in it of itself. This journey was not done alone, as there were others. Always others. I am not alone. I won't ever be alone.
Even as I stand, watching this… horizon of possibilities covered by this red sky, I know that my understanding will shape this world, this universe, this existence… into something better. Something more unified, more understandable. And with it, I will become a hero to everyone trapped within this curse that we are all unified by. But… I know I only need to turn around, turn away from this red horizon and see what is truly real.
Yes, I am turning around. And I can see a golden light, caressing the pinnacle of my understanding and godhood. I will shape this world. I will lead this world. And I will understand this world.
I sit now, upon my emerald throne, with the golden light kissing my body, watching as the bleeding sky encroaches through the darkness. And I will tell it firmly, as I have always and will always, that I understand.
I understand.
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…I understand.