"I don't know whether you've ever had this kind of 'impression' in your mind."
Long-Haired Man looked at He Ao with a bitter smile. "A powerful beam of light streaked across the sky and pierced through a terrifying blood-red sun. Doesn't that sound absurd, like something out of a myth?"
He paused. "But I've asked many people. They may not remember the scene at all, but whenever I bring it up, they naturally feel fear and shock, as though they had experienced it themselves."
As he spoke, the somewhat irritable man tearing at the railings nearby gradually quieted down. He silently watched Long-Haired Man, apparently recalling something because of his words.
Seeing this, Long-Haired Man merely smiled. He turned his gaze back to He Ao's lowered face and, seeing his calm expression, continued explaining,
"You're from the Central Land, so you may not have this impression.
"But for those of us who have lived on this land for a long time, this is something carved into our souls. I believe such a scene must have happened, perhaps even quite recently."
He paused, then continued, "It's just that we've all 'forgotten.' All of us have 'forgotten' this."
He stared at He Ao. "That is the power of gods. Gods truly exist in this world. Compared to such great beings, we are as weak as insects."
"It was K."
Old Man with a Beard, who had been quietly listening two cells away from Long-Haired Man, suddenly spoke. "That was a miracle left behind by K."
"Yes, that was a miracle left behind by K!"
Long-Haired Man nodded. He looked at He Ao. "Young man, we cannot oppose gods. That power is far beyond our understanding."
"After saying all that,"
the now somewhat quieter Irritable Man could not help cursing, "what does it