Antanas watched the flicker in Planai's eyes and felt that Planai's heart had already been shaken.
Planai's pupils shimmered with an indescribable light. It was the first unexpected encounter with fate's blessing in all his long years.
"Planai, look at me. What you're afraid of isn't dying, but achieving nothing. You're afraid of dying without value, afraid of repeating your failures, afraid of continuing to muddle through life. When you took the initiative to explain your thoughts to me for your sister's sake, you were very brave, weren't you?"
The Poet of Great Love was still comforting Planai,
"The other demons simply don't understand you, so they misunderstand you. But I trust what I've seen with my own eyes. They've never seriously spoken with you like this, so they failed to notice that you were right and they were wrong."
His profound words and that gaze seemed to be telling Planai that one day, everyone would leave and go to the place where they belonged.
It was also as if he were asking him: You've always been in pain, always been suffering, haven't you? What do you want? What do you want to become? I'll make it happen for you, so tell me what's in your heart.
"..."
Planai stared at the New King, but for a long while, he couldn't say a word.
Perhaps it was a moment of impulse that made him unlike himself, driving him to break the principles he had followed for hundreds of years.
He didn't know whether he was about to make a grave error in judgment.
But he felt that since he had already been so terribly wrong before, why couldn't he take a gamble and trust his instincts just once?
The gods had never favored any living being.
Only living beings could