Watching Naruto clench his fists and lower his head, Menma walked over to his side.
"Naruto, you must remember this."
He held Naruto's cheeks in both hands and lifted his head.
Menma's gaze was profound as he stared intently into Naruto's misty eyes, his voice low. "When pursuing the truth, remember that nothing is true."
"When others are bound by morality or law, remember that everything is permitted."
"We serve the light, yet labor in darkness. Nothing is true; everything is permitted."
Nothing is true, everything is permitted...
Naruto murmured those words, then asked, "Is this the belief Menma-nii has always held so firmly?"
"Yeah, more or less."
Menma smiled and nodded.
Nothing is true—the foundation of social civilization was fragile, and they had to become the guardians of their own civilization.
The foundations of this society, whether morality, law, or faith, existed in everyone's hearts and constantly shifted with the passage of time and changing ideas.
Everything is permitted—we were the architects of our own actions. Once we chose the path forward, we had to bear the consequences of those actions.
Whether it brought glory or tragedy, no matter how much criticism they endured or how much infamy they bore, they had to keep walking forward.
Just like in his previous life, people had once believed that humanity should be god's obedient servants.
But later, people realized that this was merely an ignorant policy under the rule of divine authority. People could be their own masters.
—This was the order rulers forged for people: absurd and fragile. This was what it meant for nothing to be true.
For a long time, the church had controlled every aspect of humanity's spiritual life.
But later, people began seeking new values in art and science, and the meaning of life was no