The indifferent [Fate]'s eye reddened.
"The guards within the Divine Temple, the Pope, and even those with respectable jobs in the city are all descendants of those laborers.
"As for the descendants of those evil beings, I gave them only one fate: to suffer every agony, then step into death. That was already my mercy!"
If the deity had possessed these emotions that day, perhaps those people would never have survived at all.
The deity asked, "Blend in with them? The thought disgusts me!"
"I don't want to hear those people who do no labor, make no effort, and live off accumulated wealth mindlessly talking down to those striving to make a living, telling them this is fate-a fate fixed from birth!
"That would be the most disgusting blasphemy against me, and the greatest injustice to those who create value!"
In the deathly silence, [Fate] lifted the right eye, looking toward the endlessly trembling Water Mirror, toward that furious other self.
"Not enough."
The deity said, "Your way of dealing with them wasn't enough."
"You gave them cruel fates and vented your anger, but how were the people who truly suffered harm supposed to vent their anger? How were they supposed to make their voices heard?
"Let those who truly create value defeat those parasites with their own hands, then create their own future. That is the fortune that belongs to them-fortune without end!"
The indifferent [Fate] scoffed. The faint laughter gradually grew louder, taking on a helpless, despondent tone.
"You think I haven't tried?"
Faced with the astonishment in the right eye, the left eye narrowed slightly, then relaxed, like a helpless sigh.
"I tried, but the vast majority of those laborers later became oppressors themselves, as though it were a curse.
"Because their oppression was so agonizing, the