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Chapter 6: Justice

When I crossed the veil that separated the two worlds, I found myself in the mortal world, I was overcome by a mixture of emotions that ran through my body. The freedom I experienced in leaving behind the place where I was born, no doubt, was an overwhelming and unfamiliar feeling, but at the same time, I was assailed by the worry of what awaited me in this new unknown world.

As I walked through the city streets I realized that the mortal world was completely different from what was in my memories. The city streets were filled with people, some smiling and some crying. I could see the misery that surrounded it, I could not help but feel a pang of sadness and compassion. It seemed incredible to me how there could be so much inequality and suffering in this world.

The air was thick with smoke and dust, and my throat stung as I breathed. The noise of the voices of people selling things and people passing by was deafening, and it made me feel dizzy. The smell of garbage, sweat, and rotting food turned my stomach. The colors were dull and dirty and contrasted with the brightness of the veil in the distance. The textures were rough and cold and made me long for the softness and feeling that emptiness gave me.

Suddenly, I heard a conversation that caught my attention. It was between two children who were playing in a park near me. One of them had brown hair and the other had blond hair.

-Do you know what day it is today? asked the brown-haired boy excitedly.

-No, what day is it? -answered the blond with curiosity.

-Today is the day of the exam. Today we decide who goes to the gentleman's school and who does not. said the brown-haired man excitedly.

-Really? And you want to go? -asked the blond with surprise.

-Of course, I do. I want to learn how to fight and defend the kingdom. I want to see other worlds and have adventures. I want to change things for the better. -said the brown with passion.

-I don't want to go. I don't want to go. I'm afraid of war and those who make it. I've heard that they do horrible things and that they don't care about anyone but themselves. I've heard that they are cruel and ambitious and that they want to conquer everything with their strength. -said the blond fearfully.

-But that's not true. War is neither bad nor good. It depends on how you do it and what you do it for. There are good knights and bad knights, just as there are good people and bad people. War is an opportunity to do noble things and help others. -said the chestnut with conviction.

-But that doesn't matter. The test is not fair. It doesn't depend on what you want or what you can do. It depends on where you come from. Some kids dream of going to knight school and never make it. Some kids hate war and have to go by force. Some children have talent and can't use it because they are poor or because they are different. Some children have no talent and are treated as inferior or as trash. -said the blond with sadness.

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I was shocked to hear this story. I couldn't believe that there was so much inequality and injustice in this world.

That led me to think about my situation, how it was that I had managed to cross the veil with ease, while several of my other siblings had been struggling to do so without success.

This thought led me to wonder why there was so much inequality even in access to the world. Why were some creatures able to cross the veil without difficulty, while others needed to struggle with all their might? Was it fair that some beings had more opportunities than others just because of their origin? What was the point of living in a world where there was no justice or equity? What was the purpose of my existence in this world? What could I do to change things? I felt frustrated and sad to think that equality was something that only existed in ideals and not in reality.

As I continued walking, my mind was filled with questions and doubts. I remembered the creator's words before leaving, and although at the time I had nodded in respect, now a pang of uncertainty assailed me. I questioned the need to take something away from mortals and wondered if there was a more balanced way to fulfill the creator's mission.

Finally, I decided that I needed to try a new strategy that aligned with my values and the creator's intentions. I set out to offer my help to those who wanted to learn and, in return, ask for a small part of their essence. I believed this could be a fair form of exchange, where I would offer them something valuable such as my magic and wisdom, in exchange for a part of their life energy. I knew that some would accept my offer, while others would reject it, but I was willing to take the risk.

As I made my way through the streets of the city, I noticed the people going about their lives and their problems. I felt a mixture of curiosity and compassion for them, seeing how they were coping in this cruel and chaotic world. My ears picked up the voices of some dirty and ragged mortals, who had resigned themselves to live in misery and abandonment. In my memories, those would be the vagabonds, the outcasts of society. They were talking about the king of the city and his daughter, who lived in seclusion in the palace, as a mere commodity for her father's business.

-Have you heard about the princess? -asked one of them in a hoarse and tired voice.

-Yes, they say she is the most beautiful of all women. Her hair shines like gold and her eyes are as blue as the sky. -Another one answered with a dreamy look.

-But they also say she is the most wretched. Her father keeps her locked up in a tower, and won't let her out or see anyone. He uses her as a bargaining chip for his dirty business. -a third party interjected with a tone of anger and helplessness.

This piqued my interest: what if I could make a deal with someone on the throne? Perhaps that would be my first accomplishment in this mortal world, and my first step toward changing it.

With this new goal in mind, I decided to continue exploring the city streets, observing and learning more about the mortal world before making my plan a reality. As I walked, my mind was still filled with questions and doubts, but also with hope and determination. I knew the road would not be easy, but I was willing to take the risk and do my best to accomplish my mission.