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When Celine was ready to live alone and no longer rely on anyone's help, unexpectedly, Uranus returned during two weeks of continuous haze.
Unlike Celine's haggard appearance, he looked in great shape, his golden hair shining in the sunlight. She didn't know if she truly missed Uranus, but when he appeared in front of Celine, all the unease and gloomy weather seemed to end. It was as if pressing the pause button on pain only required "Uranus".
But Celine's pain and joy were both brief and illusory, as the non-existent Holy Grail was about to overflow, overwhelming her limits.
"If you were to see God at this moment, Celine, would you forgive me?" Uranus bathed naked in the sunlight, looking out the window: the boundless wild field outside was filled with a grateful light green.
What a good sunshine, through the cracks of the fingers, one can simultaneously see the favor of the sun and the "local" favor from God beyond the universe.
"Lust, the second level of hell, God will smile at you, my dear," she glanced at the woman trembling with her back to her, what's her name - why is she afraid of me? Celine was very puzzled, just tilted her head. The woman had red hair like red coral, with skin as white as a newborn lamb, looking as smooth as milk, really beautiful, she thought. It's just that the several ugly and obvious fresh whip marks on her back were obviously just inflicted.
Celine frowned, sternly, perhaps the heaviest words she had ever said to anyone in her life: "Uranus, abuse, the seventh level of hell, I think once your head sticks out of the river, you will be immediately shot by Kentaur's bow and arrow. My advice is: you better practice holding your breath underwater, and apologize to this girl."
Light and joyful, everything that should have ended the cycle of fate long ago, this knife is handed over skillfully.
Celine walked aimlessly and ended up in the wilderness, even though this place seemed to have no end in sight.
Oh my goodness - how can there be stars in the sky during the day?
As if in response to her confusion, the sky suddenly turned dark, radiating out from her as the center. The land she stood on revealed the largest star in the sky whenever she looked up.
"The sun, moon, stars above, and the land beneath my feet." Celine no longer felt fear towards the strange changes in nature. She sensed in her heart that God had a special indulgence and love for her, allowing her to do whatever she truly wanted. If she couldn't do it, God would help her.
"I really want to say, I like it here, luckily no one is around."
Celine fell into the green sea, greedily listening to the breath of the stars and the pounding heart of the earth.
If this story were ordinary, it would surely end here, leaving a sudden and abrupt echo. Unfortunately, the Creator of the story world is eager for innovation.
Typhoeus appeared again, with lips as thin as leaves, like a heavenly being descending with beautiful instruments. He was embraced by a group of pure white sheep and, with the help of sacred power, created a free fairy tale in the greenery.
"Do you think I will believe in you again, Typhoeus?"
Celine propped herself up with both hands, sitting on the grass and looking up at the towering "god." Her pale yellow chiffon dress appeared particularly soft against the grass, which also made her questioning lack a lot of force.
"Celine, you can't do this." Typhoeus pushed a sheep towards her, a soft and gentle creature with warm, fluffy wool. Celine gently embraced the sheep's neck and then let go, her hand naturally resting on its head as the sheep obediently bleated. She had thought he would only keep demonic goats.
"Can I trust you, Typhoeus?" Celine stared into the sheep's eyes, a bit dazed, slow to react, and timid, yet charmingly monotonous.
"What do you want to know?" The man also tried to bend down and reached out his hands to her.
To know that the power of God is enough to lift people up, and whether to accept it has nothing to do with human will.
Celine raised her chin even higher, her eyes as clear as her mind, with nothing inside, never having the presence of deities. But why do deities love such "lawless" mortals?
"You didn't answer me - can I trust you, so you won't tell me everything." Celine was helped up, she walked in front of the god, no, she left Typhoeus far behind. Whether it's the open field or the starry sky, she probably understands that she will never get lost in a place with light, whether it's sunlight or moonlight, as long as there is light, the god can reach it.
Must mortals be grateful to the gods? She doesn't think so, she doesn't think the gods are kind enough to abuse their power to help any believers. Celine knows she has never been devout, never believed in the gods. Even if it's the end of the world because of faith, it won't be her.
It's already over.
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