<< Now I'll ask you a question. Is all this a gift from God or are we actually in a huge cage?>>
She had asked me that question again. She used to reflect on the subject. Personally, I, like almost all the people of Luminis, never asked ourselves this question.
But she did.As far as I can remember, it was a question that often came up in our conversations. It could be directly or indirectly starting from a totally random topic, but this question almost always came up... too many times other people would have thought if they had had the chance to listen to our conversations.
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She had reformulated the question again with different words, but with similar meaning while looking at the ceiling of Luminis.
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In the religious scriptures, passed down to the present day, it had been specified several times that what lay beyond the city of Luminis was the kingdom of demons.
A place that was stolen from God by the Demon King in distant eras, teeming with death-hungry creatures, his followers.
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〈 Hey, you're going too far.〉
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Talking like that about God?
Questioning His work and our promised land?It would be a sacrilege that the adults wouldn't let slide. Fortunately we were in the courtyard of my orphanage, lying on the grass and far from prying eyes.If the nuns had heard us they would have given us a good scolding. But at that moment there was no one. They were too busy taking care of the younger children.What we had was a divine gift, so we couldn't in any way tarnish what our God had given us.
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〈 And if you don't know either, why do you put me in crisis with these heretical questions?〉
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She kept looking at the ceiling. What could possibly be hidden behind it?
The dwelling of our God?Being a superior being, it could be plausible that He lived above us, in a different place not reachable by us common mortals. In a place difficult to reach for the Demon King who is at "our level".
Honestly, I find it hard to believe there's anything more beyond our city.She took a deep breath, filling her lungs completely with air.I admired this side of her. Nothing could stop her, not even talking about these things that for others were considered a taboo.Could it be the age difference that gave her all this courage and all this determination? After all, the age gap wasn't much, only one year. She was eighteen, while I was seventeen.They say girls grow up faster than men.Do they mean this?
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I was always fearful that some nun might appear ready to scold us.
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〈She's right. Starting tomorrow, a new and very important path will begin for her.〉
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For me, you can have all the answers you're looking for, as long as you don't get yourself killed to get them.
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As if she had read my mind, she asked me that question.
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With a quick spring, from the supine position she was in, she got up on her tiptoes, then stretched.
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Well understandable. They were her business. I didn't really expect her to tell me her secrets and her deepest desires.
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That was the last time I saw Sasyashi Rereza. Shortly after came the announcement of her disappearance.