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"Hey! Watch where you're going!"
"S-Sorry."
"You know who that is, right?"
"Am-am I cursed?! Hahaha!"
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The train finally stopped at the next town over, where my school is located.
"My Twitter followers finally reached 10,000!"
Whether it be fame, fortune, or getting someone you "love", it reeks of this fact. We were taught of this subconsciously since our childhood, from celebrating birthdays to resolutions at New Year's.
I enter the school grounds and head to my classroom, Class 3-A.
"You should totally dye your hair blonde! You'll look like Taylor Drift!"
People aren't satisfied unless someone special notices them or they become the special one. Of course, this is all for naught. And they know it too. When someone dies in the news, you don't hear condolences. When people fail at their love, they say "There's plenty of fish in the sea."
Inferring from the name, 3-A, it is indeed full of the “top” people in this area.
"Sorry, I have to go to the music club later."
Nobody knows the national musician of some third-world country. No one remembers the average Joe of the 5th century.
In the end, everyone is the same.
Different cliques such as nerds, jocks, and the popular exist too.
"Hey, what are you writing for your future career?"
Everyone who tried to reach their dreams and failed. Everyone who just tried to lead happy lives.
They die.
But, I don’t belong to any of them.
This is my realization, my epiphany of humanity. And I have to thank every single worthless trash beside me whom I had to call my "peers". Adolescence must be rough for the common people. A time where they most desire this "individuality". Some burn the midnight oil and some delude themselves in their circles, hoping for the unique. But I am not like them. I was already born different.
Because all of them are mediocre.
"I'm home."
"Welcome back, Pacific!"
These eyes of mine. One red and another blue. Mom always described it as, "A fiery volcano beside the calm sea." And that's why I can sense this aura around me. A swirling wind of envy and lust where boys confess to me with the same excuses I heard over and over again like, "I fell in love with you when I saw your eyes!", and girls around me secretly whine and envy me about how tall I am and how exotic my eyes and nose are. But it isn't my fault. I was born this way. If I wanted something, I could probably get it. I was always called beautiful. My school performance is superb. My family is rich.
Unlike them, I'm perfect.
Nobody is supposed to be perfect.
"That's why I'm just the same as you, Catsuragi. We only exist because we're mistakes. If you had normal eyes, you might have had a normal life. Instead, you're here with me." I finally lie down beside the peaceful cat on the bed. I closed my eyes wondering when this will end. Before my consciousness faded, I found my answer.
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Light knocks at my eyelids, I open them, and daybreak arrives. I fixed my bed, tooka quick shower, and wore my school uniform. I sat with my mother at the dining table, did a quick greeting, and ate. This was my daily routine so far, but today I have different plans.
"Mom. Do you have hair ties?"
"My, My. You're planning to change up your style?"
"Yeah. Where is it?"
"It's inside one of the drawers in my room."
"Okay."
So I went inside the room, searched each drawer, and got what I needed.
"Found it. I'm just gonna do it at school. I'll be going now."
"Okay. Have a good day!"
I walked the usual path. A long, winding road downhill facing the sea. Just walking straight along the road, you'll reach the station I ride to school. But that's not where I'm going today. Before reaching the station, there is an alley that leads to another road. That road passes under a tunnel.
"Ah, young miss. You're here again." said a ragged old man lying inside the tunnel.
"Yeah." Before the hobo says more things, I walked quickly and following the road, I ended up at the beach. Walking along this beach, I finally reached this perfect place, the cliff. Below are calm waters, and above is a clear morning sky. It's a very beautiful day.
*ding-dong*
..is that... bells? It must be my imagination because there's no one near here. Anyways, from here, I can see the whole town. Built on rolling hills overlooking the ebbing tide. I sat near the edge of the cliff and opened my bulky handbag. Moving aside my books and such, I get what I searched for earlier. There's still some ammo inside. Safety's still on.
"SIG Sauer."
This is my answer. Since I already have everything, doing it now wouldn't matter at all. We're all going to die anyways. Might as well speed it up? I held up the gun and pointed it to my left temple. Why was I born? Right now, I feel neither happiness nor sadness. I feel empty. I slowly pull the trigger. I blinked as the world fades into darkness. If only...
"If only I was normal."
Huh?
Wait….
I do have a wish.
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*BANG*
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH FUCK!"
"There we go."
I collapsed on the ground and trembled from the agonizing pain, writhing from the burning sensation in my ears with blood gushing out while high-pitched ringing and nauseating pain takes over my entire conciousness and I kept panting and panting and despair is all I could think of. Nothing is entering my mind except chaos. Everything started to fade into a blinding white.
What is this? It feels... I don't know. One moment everything hurts then suddenly there's this pure warmth in my chest while everywhere... is this never-ending brilliance. Fragrance. People with smiles. People with wings and haloes... Beyond is a colossal gate. I see someone. Someone lying at the ground. Pale skin. Long black-haired girl. Her eyes... Red and blue. That's right... it's me. Me? Huh??
I opened my eyes wide open and saw a tall, slender man, wearing a plum robe and holding a long wooden rod. His mere presence is intimidating. It's as if his entire figure is radiating the entire spectrum of light.
"Good morning, Ms. Pacific Hanasaki."
"W-Where was... I?"
"Not 'Where am I?' ?"
"Yeah. That feeling of incredible... undiluted euphoria... what exactly was it?"
"Heaven."
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"Huh? Heaven? D-Did I die?"
Reality started to kick in. I'm on the ground, holding a gun. Everything seems to be hushed and cold while fresh blood is dripping from my ears. I cover my ears first because it stings a lot. I tried to make sense of what's happening
I remembered now. I killed myself... so why am I alive? Why is there a mysterious man here? What is happening? It's best to get everything in order first. First of all:
"Who are you?"
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"I am Raziel! Angel of Mysteries and the Keeper of Secrets! Most of this universe, knowledge and wisdom, I possess."
He opens his arms widely as if he's embracing the entire world. Huge wings of feathery silver appear on his back. Each mere flap dazzles my eyes. Right now, I'm massively confused. He's says he's an angel, which is absurd. That's right. I must be dreaming. Although everything feels real, I must be still sleeping in my bed, waiting for tomorrow to come. Nothing has happened. I still haven't done "that". That idea of mine... is a mistake. Knowing this is just my fantasy, I decided to play along for the sake of it. Probably Miyuki-san's eccentricity rubbing off me.
"As for your second question. Look." He opened his palm and on it are remains of a bullet.
"I stopped it by covering the muzzle with my own hands." I see... angels are invulnerable. Wait- "I never asked two questions."
"I just told you. I have immense knowledge about this world, including your mind."
"Of course. So-"
"And I know you think this is all a dream. I'll tell you right now. It isn't."
"That's ridiculous. I would never-"
"You tried to commit suicide, and you failed."
"Didn't you just say I failed because of you?"
"Yes. I did."
"Then, why would you save me?"
"For the last human was born."
The last human...?
"You heard the Bell of God, right?"
Bell of God... wait!
*ding-dong*
..is that... bells? It must be my imagination because there's no one near here.
"Remember it now? It signals the Last Judgment. Now that the 100,000,000,000th human is born, God decided."
Bell of God? Last Judgement? This is just ridiculous. When will I wake up already?
"He decided that all the living shall enter his kingdom... except people like you, who bear the greatest sin. You, who threw away the gift of life... well, almost did."
When did trying to commit suicide became the greatest sin? Am I going to fucking hell?
"You're right. You're going to HELL. You still have hope though. There is only one way to go to Heaven."
"Heaven... that absolutely magnificent place?"
"You need to purge this Earth. How? You think?"
He smiles widely and says, "You kill EVERY SINGLE SINNER OF THIS EARTH AND REMAIN ALIVE."
Me... kill... every sinner? Every-single-sinner-on-this-planet?! What the hell is this "angel" saying? Sinners are.... people who tried to kill themselves.... right?
"There are people like me?"
"Indeed. There are who attempted the same as you, but not for the same reasons. You are... peculiar."
I do know that.
“Abuse, depression, sickness, and such. Those are not my reasons. I merely arrived at the most logical conclusion.”
Or so I thought. I did have a wish. I almost made an error, but thankfully, I realized it in this dream. That's right. I'll just live my life like I always did, being Pacific Hanasaki: The paragon of calm and composure, envy of women and lust of men! The smartest and most athletic girl these people have ever known. Yeah... It's time to wake up now. This is not like me. This is wrong. I was wrong.
"You're still going with that ridiculous theory of yours?! You must be delusional. Hey... People wake up when they experience pain, don't they?"
I won't break from this dream of mine. Because I'm perfect... right?
"Then, I'll let you experience the greatest pain. You ungrateful child."
No... I made a mistake.
"Burn."
Suddenly, everything started to rise above me. Everything from all directions, the sky and the ground are one and the same.
Descending, I feel tinges of cold. Hotness. Black and white. Screami͞ńg͠. Iс wхaт hiьͣ̒́͆ͧsͫ ͂̐ͭͨ̎ͪ̎саyиnг евeн̀ ̴̷͞т͟͞р̀͘͘u͜е? I ́s̨ee ͢f̷ire, ̶̷͢c̸̛ońs̵͢ų͟҉m͏i͏̀n͡也有人進一步解釋：g̵̀ ̧t̶̢̡h̢e̴ ̸͜f̧͞͡ļe̴̵s̵҉hf̤͖̦͇̫̻̜͞͝͝l̸͈̭̝̬̣͕͖̀͡e҉̲̤͖͓̗̠s̮̦̺̘̖̘̥̩͟「神不強迫人下地獄ḥ̪͎̯͔͇̕ ͍̺̀͘ó̰̺̩͕͝f͙͈̼͖̝͔̞̕͜ ̴̭̫̱̠̙r҉̶̤̪o̷͓͙̯͇̜̭̹̰t͏͚̯͖͓̞͉͉̲ͅt̨͏̸̰̖e͉͠n͕̲̙̙̦͕̥c̵̢̨̰͎͖̦̱̯̹̯̭͇̹͚̼͓̙o̴̗̣͖͓͕̦̳̦̟ŗ̷̷̷̼̫̫͚p̧̡̨̥͇̬͚͢͝ş̻͈͈͖̮̞̮̼͚̠̠͇̤͞e̵̴̪͔̹͉̩̻͈̗̖̘̘̥͍̮̘̥͕s̡̨̤͇͓̬͔̺̹̞̠͘͝
̠̈́ͥͭ͊A̰̻͎̭͓͈̦̓ ͛͐̏̆̿͏̙̲͙̭̘̖p͙͎̺̜͇̘̥ͧ̐͗̿ͯͫl̐҉a̦͚͚̒̋̕ċ͗͒̑̓̄̐e̟͓͓ͭ͒̽͜ ̻̝ͬ̃͂̈́̆ͦ̽o͍̭̮̹͓̎̀f͈ͮ̉̾ ̧̗̘̭͍̰͙̠̌̄ͧ̆̉̓͛w̰͈̟̝ͯ̀e̵̖̱̯͈̦̥͑̍̐ͣe͕̓ͧ͛͠p̥̙̲͚̳̥̱ͧͩ̈́͂̽̐i̻̥͍̫͎̖͔̾͊ͧ̑̄̆̚n͙̯͈̜̯̤̏̾̐͛g͚͈̽ ͍͂̒a̵͇̫͌̔̑̏̚n̝̹̱͙̙͌ͬ̈͒ͅ，也不勉強人上天堂」ḓ͖̲̹̀̎̆ gͣ̉ͥ͑̂n̵̔̈̓͒ͅa̘͕̯ͫ̒̿̿͗͆ͨṣ̵͔̬̖̣̫̓ͩ̅̏ͮ̄h͙̻͘iͥ̎ͧͤ͂ń͕̖̮̙̖̳g̬̻̯͙̩̍̓ͨ̔ͯ̋ ̂̓ͬ͆̎͌ͫ҉̟͓̼o̙̼͕͆ͯ̓͑̄f̬̂̔ͦ͗ ͫ̑ͯt̑ͤͥē̃̏ͪͯ͐̋͟ę̹̙̯̗̾͗̎t͔̬̬̻͇̀ͣ̋̏̈̓h̶̜͋ͥ.̇͂ͭ̎ͨ͌͒̂̍̊̇ͥ̿̾ͥͪ́̚͏̮͓̩̠.̨̪̩̲̳̭̫̥̪̳͇̄͆́̅͂ͯ͛̽̒͑̃̓̀.͊ͣ́ͪ̐͆̊̆ͦ͊̋͏̴̸͖̣̘̩͎̳̳̳͠͠ͅ.̧̮̗̳̘̫̹̣͗̆͊̂̅̔ͥ̅ͩͥͦ̽̚.̡̜͔̼̲͈̰̭̺ͪ̐̉̃͐̒ͤ͐́́̚.ͨͣ̍ͧ͏̴̡̛̟͚̥͕̳̝͙͕̫͝.͌̂̂ͥ̍ͩ͋͋ͤ͛́̒ͣ͏̷̢͓̦̙͙̕.̴̢̡͙͚̻̼̗͇̭͍ͥͭ̓͐̾̎̏̽̌͑̉͗͑ͫ̃̍.̧ͭͥ͆̍́̕҉̱̜͙̲̥̬̯̱̦̟.̷̬̰̻̪̭͖̝̺͌ͨ͗͑͂̍ͬ̏̆̓̊͊͂͌ͤ̉̕.̡̛͔̳̠̞̞̼͖͍͕̰̳̓ͯ̑̆̓̉ͧ͆͂̀̋͑̍̏̀͂̑ͯͦ͘͘͠ͅ ̠̣͔̼̪̮̻ͥͥ͞ ͖̼̰̞̋ͭ̊A̭̟͙̜̐̂͂̃̋̚ ͙̼͉͍̮̓ͯ̽p̂҉̪̪̣l͕͉̏ͪͨ̔ä͚́c̨̼͔̫̹̞̭͇̾e̶͉̹̋̈ͯ͌̊ͧ「不是每一個人都願.̍̎̅ͪ̂ͩ̉̒͐҉̰͇̬͇͍̦̟̼͉͎͇̹̕.̶̶̷̢͎̘̮͇̫̱͉͉̺̲̻̑́̌ͨ̈́̿̇ͭ̚.̛͖̰̭͕̦̰̥ͩ̋̓͐́͝͡͞.̸̨̢͈̠̝̫̻͕̰̺̲͍̰͚̱̫̦̘͔̦̠̂̉̄͂̃̑ͨ̽ͨ͟.̅̀ͩ͂̓ͩ͛̐͒̒͏̸҉̧̻̺̩̹̮̱̱̖̲͙̮̞̜͈̪͔̝͍ͅ.̶̸̨̅̑̋̓͗ͯ̆̏͛̎̿̿̓̔ͫ̊ͩͪ͏̛̱̟͚̼̩̺.̢̟͈̰̮̻̝̲̭̩̦̲̥̥̝͈͈̫͐̂̅ͩͯ̕͞ͅͅ.̇͂ͭ̎ͨ͌͒̂̍̊̇ͥ̿̾ͥͪ́̚͏̮͓̩̠.̨̪̩̲̳̭̫̥̪̳͇̄͆́̅͂ͯ͛̽̒͑̃̓̀.͊ͣ́ͪ̐͆̊̆ͦ͊̋͏̴̸͖̣̘̩͎̳̳̳͠͠ͅ.̧̮̗̳̘̫̹̣͗̆͊̂̅̔ͥ̅ͩͥͦ̽̚.̡̜͔̼̲͈̰̭̺ͪ̐̉̃͐̒ͤ͐́́̚.ͨͣ̍ͧ͏̴̡̛̟͚̥͕̳̝͙͕̫͝.͌̂̂ͥ̍ͩ͋͋ͤ͛́̒ͣ͏̷̢͓̦̙͙̕.̴̢̡͙͚̻̼̗͇̭͍ͥͭ̓͐̾̎̏̽̌͑̉͗͑ͫ̃̍.̧ͭͥ͆̍́̕҉̱̜͙̲̥̬̯̱̦̟.̷̬̰̻̪̭͖̝̺͌ͨ͗͑͂̍ͬ̏̆̓̊͊͂͌ͤ̉̕.̡̛͔̳̠̞̞̼͖͍͕̰̳̓ͯ̑̆̓̉ͧ͆͂̀̋͑̍̏̀͂̑ͯͦ͘͘͠ͅ.̶͖͔̥̼̲̩̭̹̜̻͈̤͇̬͔͇͐ͯ̍̉ͤͮ̑͂͗̓͋̅͘͘͘͞.̵̎̈̌̈́͐̂͒̿ͮ̄͑̌̓͒̑͏̘͎̤̦̟̘̹̬͓̙.̡͇̱̥̰̩̜̘̱͇̱̠̥̙̭ͦ͑̒ͤ́̑͊ͭ̓͒́̑̀͘͢͡.̴̛̰̝͎̺̝̤̼̜̯͕͇͙̮̪ͨ͗̃̎͗ͧ͗͑͡͞.̷̠̫̞̲̼̜̜̦͕̜̳̊ͫ͋ͪ́͜ͅ意與神永遠相愛的」 ̷͖̺̺̓̑̿oͨ̓͒̎̎̐͝f̪̂̓̊̆͛ ̇̈͆ͫ̃o̝̯͈̲̠̖̬ͮͫ́̇̚u̥t̿e̶̼͕̪͓͉̼ͨ̋͆r̶͉͐ ̱̞̖̫̩͎̱ͣͬ̋ͣ͒͋d̄ả̧͎̼̃̈̿̚r̥͒̾̓̅͒̔̆k̳̩͎͘ṋ̡̻̯̹é̲͈͉̘̺͇ͫ͑s̥ͣ́̇͢s͔̯̣̑̄̔̆͊ ̮͇̰ͫ̆̎À̦̙̜ ̳̿̅̇ͯ̿̕p̩̗̲ͬ͆ͩ͡l̵̺͖̭̱̏̈́ͨͧ̄̔͆a̴͚̫̫͎ͮ͗̊̍̒c͖̬̝͖̘̬̀́e̙͈͉̘͖̙ͣͣ̆、「很多人在سوترا، الفيل، آلهة無好感，並且討厭祂 ̝ͮ͂ͫͦo̤̫̠̦̫͖f̼̙̙̹̣̣̀ͬ͗ͩ ̣̯̹͕ͯ̆̄̉ͬ̃ț̵̹̿̎̇̅o̲͕͍͕̖̣͑r̴m͑̃͛̐ͩ̇̚҉͚̗̜͈ěͩ̕n̳͍̖̟̦͆̓̑͆̎t̸͓̖̙̫ͬ̄ͬͅs̢ ̂ͨ̍͋ͮ̔͗́
A̛͈̽ͯ̔́́̍͌ ͕̳͎̀ͪ͊̓ͦ͠p̗̱̣͎̖̝̝̓ͩ̏͋̐ͤ̏l̜ͭa̶̼̘͙̜͎̿͛c̩̣͍̈̉̚͞e͇͎͕̠ ͙͚̱̉͊ͅo̼̺̣̜ͤͪf̶̎̿̓͑̏͒ ̵̬̋̇͆͂̉̃e̷̻̙̱̳͔̞̗̍ͫͫv̦̻ͪ̃͐ͣeṛ͙ͬͭ̑̿l͚͖̲̼̯̮̉͗ͫͫ͝a͇̬̱͙̣̟̎́̓͘s͔̦̪̪̭͓͉̀t͚̩̟̘͓̎ͭị̺͓͘n̮̳͚̫̹͆ͣ̅̀ͯg͈͔̠ ̳̖̟͐ͣ̏d͛̅̑e̻͙̰̞̼̘͒ͣ̉s̪̲̙̩͒̒̊͂̏̀̚ͅt͙̦̬̬̹̜̣͆͂͑̈́̇̋͘r̮ͯ̉ͪͪ̏ư͖͈̠͌͑̊̆c̘͋ͯ̑͊ṯ̯͙̗͕͉̝͋̊͊̀ĩ̱̠̩ő͚̦̞͊͑ͪ̑n̴̲̝̖̥ͤͮͨ̈́ͣ̓ͭ ̴͎͎̖ͣ̏͂ͥͣ̚̚否認祂、遠離祂、背叛祂，甚至以此為樂、為生財工具。A̶͙̼͚̫͙̞̭͂͊̏n̵̯͎̤ͪ̔ͮd͇͇̦̲̗̹̳ͩ͘ ̯̖̬̙͓̘ͫ͊ͅh̺̟̜̮e͈̥ͫ̏ ͍͙̯̜̼̄̎̈̐ͧ͊̌͝c̲̊ͭͬ̽ͩͬ̏r͞i̠͓͉ͧe̲̠̠̜͓͂͂͋̔̚d̷̙̥ͮͧ.̇͂ͭ̎ͨ͌͒̂̍̊̇ͥ̿̾ͥͪ́̚͏̮͓̩̠.̨̪̩̲̳̭̫̥̪̳͇̄͆́̅͂ͯ͛̽̒͑̃̓̀.͊ͣ́ͪ̐͆̊̆ͦ͊̋͏̴̸͖̣̘̩͎̳̳̳͠͠ͅ.̧̮̗̳̘̫̹̣͗̆͊̂̅̔ͥ̅ͩͥͦ̽̚.̡̜͔̼̲͈̰̭̺ͪ̐̉̃͐̒ͤ͐́́̚.ͨͣ̍ͧ͏̴̡̛̟͚̥͕̳̝͙͕̫͝.͌̂̂ͥ̍ͩ͋͋ͤ͛́̒ͣ͏̷̢͓̦̙͙̕.̴̢̡͙͚̻̼̗͇̭͍ͥͭ̓͐̾̎̏̽̌͑̉͗͑ͫ̃̍.̧ͭͥ͆̍́̕҉̱̜͙̲̥̬̯̱̦̟.̷̬̰̻̪̭͖̝̺͌ͨ͗͑͂̍ͬ̏̆̓̊͊͂͌ͤ̉̕.̡̛͔̳̠̞̞̼͖͍͕̰̳̓ͯ̑̆̓̉ͧ͆͂̀̋͑̍̏̀͂̑ͯͦ͘͘͠ͅ ͉͉̼̩͜ả͈̙̦̣̗̄̍ͮn̘̤ͬ̈̎͐͟d̬̥̯̩̳̅͆͗ ͕̰ͦș̜̎͗ͣ͆̒̅̚a̕ȋ̶̹̊̋ͫ̔d̓̃̾ͤͫ̄,̰̪͖̠̼͕̭ͨ͆̎̌ ̹̬͇̗̘͔̉ͮ͆F̣̩̟̝̤̦ͧ͑ạ̹̘ͥͣ̂tͦ̊͋̌͒̓̚͜h̲̰̝̙̻̐̂̔͠ͅe͇̙̥̔ͩ̇͂̑ͅr̎͑ͤͮͭͩ̒҉̹̱̤̲͕͇̲ ̷̖̘̟̟͆ͬA͎͚̐b̘̹̭ͦͪ̀r̴̭̫̝͋̂̈́ͣ̈́à͉ͫͬ͑h͕̪͚͙̦ͤ̑̊ͧ͠a̙̠̖̤̭m̔̿̂̾̿,̝̦̻̻͚̄ͨͫ̉̌͌͑ ̻̞̺̪̘ͬ̎̚ͅḧ̻́̊̀ã̳͇͎̌̏v̉͗͜e̖̜̞̗̥͌ͬ̅ͫ͒ͩ ̜̮̝͚͈ͯ͝ͅm̹͚̭̏̈͐ͨ̊e̢̺͔̜̓ͯ̾r͍̔ͪ́̄͘c͐̔ͫ̈́̌̃̓͝ÿ̫̭͔̍̈́̊ͥ͑ ̙͉̖͍̥͎ͨ͆ͨ̂͂̒ͧ́o̭̝͙̜͙͍̍͐̑͛ͦ̔̽͘n͎̞̝͉̼͐ͯ̂̐̇̑ ̘͎̩̖ͬ̒̅ͮ̍̈͡ͅm͔͍̤͕̙̱͙̎̓ͦ́e̜̣̗͙͂̋ͧ͒̆͊̋̀,̙͙̭͚͍̥̀́ ͕ͩ̈́ͦ͟a̿̇̆ṉ̟̥͓ͨͩͧd͍̆ͩ̔ͫ̋̓͟ ̫͍̽͗̈̀̇ͩ̚͘ͅ這些人，又怎會願意在永恆之中，無止경지與하나님相愛呢？」。ş͈̮ͯ̈́ͥͥ̎e̺͖͕͙̎̅̓ͥͮ̕n̷͎̦̖̰͇͑ͅd̓ͪ̃͋ͦ̓҉̪̙̻̹̦̻ ̛͖͎͔̥̬̦͖͑̇̂̔̾͂ͤL̝̍͂̎̇̐ͅa͕͕̒z̲ͨͥ͛ͦ̔̄ã̴͙̄̐r̴̹̝̖ͨͯ̈u̹͔͂̑̌̊s̩̼̜ͬ͐,͔͇͉̪͊̀ S̸̢̯̩̩̼̤̳̙͔̪͈̼͖̗͇ͯ̀ͮ̄̌̓͛͌ͦ͐ͣ̈ͧ́̀͘a̸ͯ̇̒̅ͣ̉̋̅ͫ̇̇ͭ̔ͦ̄̉ͪͬ̅͞҉̵̦̘̣̫͇̙v̢̫̹͕͔̳͉̰̭̜̹̲̤̝͓̪̱̌̈ͨ͗͊̌͊̀͢ȩ̴̰̘͙̼̣̜̰̯̲̤̤̤̠͔̟͌̂̉̀̍̾̏́ͅ ̵̵̂̾ͦͫ̄̽ͣͧͦ̐̽́҉̩̯̮͕̱͉̼̺̹̀ͅmͤ̄ͬ̅̓̿ͥ͏̴̶̹̦̥̳̹͉̟͉̜̞̻̜̫̙̜́͘ͅe̸̲͍̤̹̦̒̀ͯͥ̆͑̎ͩ̃̽̉̍͡ ̧̛̭͚̦̘͍̥̟͙̲̜̱̆͒̄ͣ͜H̴̒ͯͣ̽̏҉̰͎̞̘̺̮͈̰̦̪̻͇̞̼ͅe͉̯̳͔̖͍̼͌̎̏͆ͤ͋͑ͭ̆ͮ̅ͧ͒̈́ͩ̓͗͞ḽ̨̹͔̟̖͈̫͇̦͚̱͙̝̩̄̅ͤ̏ͪͬ͗͆̌́̕͢͞p̢̖͍̘̫ͥ̀͆͟͠ ̈́͆̌̈́̋̐҉́͢҉̵̙̻͉̼̫̼͚̟͍m̦̰̩͕͇͇̟͓͇̞̻̹̫ͬ͆̾̓̿̔̉̃̊̅̊ͪ̄̓ͬ̿̔͝e̗͈͈̰͇̘̺̟ͥ͑̔̍͆̈́͛̓͛͊ͥ͛ vĘ̙̠̃̀͌͛͗̃ͯy̱̙̻̰͇̐ͮ͌͐e̢͉͈͙͍̜͐̈͒̆s̴̰͙͓̘͉̅ͭ ̻̳̗̯͂̀̏̈́ͦ̊̆͘s͍ͭ̎͑̍̃ͨ̓́o͍̻͉̲̾̆̍ͬͥ́͝u̧̖̻̰̥ͯ̒ͯp̣̗͇͙̩̯̬̠̄̅̚͡ ͌̒̇͐̃҉̘͙͇͈͇̗̰f̴̷̨̗͖̩͇̻̊́̇e̴͈̦̭̠ͭ͋̒́e̮̪̳͓̭̅͂͌̎͑̂t̢̼̯̏͐ͮ͌̽ͯ͐ ̵̸̬̲̹̖̞ͪͨ̏̐͒͢W̴̢̭ͧ̆ͬ̋̅̉̎̆ͭO̞̟̥ͮ̈̋͊́̆ͪͦ̀͢U̳̥̹̲̺̻ͣ̿͠͞͞N̴̢̨͇̠̤͉͓͉̙̂ͦͨ̊ͯ̂D̲̰̋͑̌͒́̒̓İ̲͚̳̤̙͔̘͉̓̃̄͞N̢͚͍͇͇̳ͫ̓̀͞Gͬͫ͛͑ͧ͋͌͆ͭ͏͕͎̙ ̹̦̘̱̓ͦ̂̓b̵̸͍̝̜̜͚͇̻ͥ̏̾l̶̋ͧ̆͟͏͔͎̞͕̝̬ọ̵̼̦̱̗̝̃ͪ̋͊ͯ͛̎́̕ơ̻̑ͫ̿̋̆ͯͬ͡d̷͍̤̑̽̀̚͢ ̛̲͇̅̌̀Jͨ͞҉͙̫͎̻͓̙̘̼͔͞u͚̞̪̣͈͊̔̓́͘͝i̤͎̤͍̠̺̯̖̎͟ç̡̲̗͌ͫ̃̚e̖͉̩̗̘̠̠͗́͌ͫ̿͠ ͉͎͎̘̩̆́̾ͯ͂̚͡W̴̻̣̘͔ͫ̓̃̾ͯͦ͂̒āͦ̔̔̆ͤ́ͨ̿҉̡̱̘͇̺̼t̢̟̤͚̬̠̪̄͂ͭ͑̑ḛ̶̦̳͚͚̗͖͍̎̔͗̀͠ŗ̴̦̝̭͉͓͗̅͂̽ͬ̈̀ͅͅ ͂̑͊́̀̏͐̒҉̳̪͍.̡̦͈̰̺̔ͫ͋̊͆͌̈̎̋ͫͯ͂ͣ̽ͩ͒ͣ̚.̵̷̺͓̯̹̳̯͇͙̩̤̻̻̣̰̼̲̏̆̓̀͐̀̌ͦͬ̎̋̌͐͘͝ͅ.̛̮̥̳̞̬̹̜̰͉̣̪̥̍͂ͦ͑̓̽̚̕͞͞.̵̷̢̺̞̟̠̹̤̩̞̪̺̾͒̓͋̎̓͗̕.̸̹̪̮̩͔ͫ͛̎ͨͩ̇̒ͪ̈ͤ̍͡͠.̷̴̢͎̙͇̼̙̮̇ͮ͐ͯ̏̉͊ͯ̈́̈́̂̂ͨͦ̕.̇̈́̑.................... no more, please.
"Are you awake now? Just kidding, you already are. Hmm? Poor creature."