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    Episode 208 – Princess, Ariana Crowfield 21 –

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    Abraxas’ past life.

    That’s how Kim Dae-hyun’s life ended.

    It wasn’t a very happy life, though. He clearly lived a fulfilling life.

    The saint felt sad to see that.

    The saint also felt very sympathetic.

    Everyone who watched the scene felt sad.

    Although I don’t completely understand the situation. My heart sank at the sad scene.

    A human tragedy.

    Not many people will feel good after seeing that.

    however…

    ‘uh… ?’

    ‘That… !’

    The saint and the saintess had no choice but to doubt themselves once again.

    It was not an incomprehensible scene like before.

    Although it was within my knowledge, something I could not have imagined came out.

    Everyone could not help but be taken aback by the new scenery and the shocking appearance of the place.

    It was worth it.

    I couldn’t believe it. This is because there was a story that clearly explained what had not been explained so far.

    ‘!!!!!!!’

    A familiar wall.

    Familiar furniture.

    Familiar floor.

    Familiar user.

    A familiar woman.

    A familiar man.

    Unlike Abraxas, who looked older.

    If I had succeeded in seeing the past normally, I should have seen it. People who are younger than they are now.

    And the only one who shows little of his former self.

    ‘Woe, reincarnation… !’

    It was a story about a person being reincarnated.

    ==========

    The place where Abraxas arrived, having left his hometown in death for another place, was not the afterlife.

    Another living blood relative.

    The newborn’s body was the destination.

    He was born into a noble family in another dimension.

    A fragile baby just born.

    The previous appearance was nowhere to be seen.

    Something like the transference of the soul has never been revealed in stigmata.

    Just the past life of Abraxas. The scene just shifted to the present after Kim Dae-hyun died.

    But the two adults who were watching knew that the infant was the man now called Abraxas.

    [Look. It’s your younger brother. Abraxail.]

    [Good job. ma’am.]

    [mother… really… This little and cute little thing… Are you my younger brother? ?]

    Humans infer empty processes based only on indirect physical evidence in addition to direct physical evidence.

    Although there was no guarantee that he was Abraxas. Anyone who saw it would have called that newborn child Abraxas.

    People who resemble Abraxas but are different.

    And the conversation that confirms it.

    ‘really… Are you reincarnated? ?’

    The saint who thinks about him.

    I asked myself, but the answer I got was the same.

    Abraxas, whom they now know well. As soon as I saw it, it was the moment when all the puzzles were solved.

    [But mother… Don’t babies cry when they’re born?]

    [uh!? Hey! Are you okay… ?]

    [It is clear that he is breathing and his eyes are blinking… It’s alive. however… her. I can’t believe you’re not crying. It’s truly amazing.]

    Abraxas did not cry when he was born.

    It was quite a famous story.

    In the past, it was mentioned as just something unusual.

    She came into this flashback and was able to know all the facts well.

    The fetus naturally breathes through the umbilical cord.

    However, one day, the fetus must leave its parents’ womb and enter the world.

    That moment. Eventually, the umbilical cord is cut and the baby has to breathe through his lungs.

    That’s why breathing with your lungs feels unfamiliar.

    It is difficult because the muscles are not developed, so the weak fetus cries because of it.

    But that’s the story of the fetus. To Abraxas, who has already experienced the terrible pain of lung cancer.

    It didn’t matter at all that it was difficult to breathe through my lungs.

    A scene that makes you curious about what happens next.

    But they never saw what happened next.

    The space became hazy and cloudy. Eventually it fades and disappears.

    The space that disappeared was temporarily dark.

    And soon new colors filled the inside.

    It was nothing else.

    It was a space they were already familiar with.

    “Turn… You’re here… !”

    “I think so.”

    A building made of white marble.

    A desk littered with documents.

    Grave objects representing various religious symbols.

    Two men and a woman standing there.

    A man lying on the floor.

    This is where the heavenly god decided to show me.

    The two adults noticed.

    Although the flashback is over.

    The two adults had no time to regret this.

    There was not much time left until the trial.

    The discussion had to end there.

    “Saint… ”

    “I think I know what you want to say… ”

    Even though we didn’t speak, we communicated.

    It was as if the information had been hammered directly into my head like a stigmata.

    In the story implemented like that.

    They both spoke at the same time.

    “Information is to be hidden… ”

    “This fact has been around for a while… ”

    The two people’s reactions were the same.

    After confirming their opinions, what the two men and women had to do was decided.

    “I will postpone the trial. Holy woman, please find related materials.”

    “Okay.”

    The two broke up so quickly.

    Although that wasn’t what Abraxas intended. The minds of the two adults were very complicated.

    This was worth it. Because what those two people saw was so shocking.

    “… ”

    The room where the saint left to hastily postpone the trial.

    All that remained inside was the healing saint.

    And what she did in that room.

    It was just a thought for a long time.

    “… ”

    The thoughts of the saint and the saint were similar.

    But it wasn’t exactly the same.

    Both adults agreed that this should be kept secret.

    The thoughts of the healing saint and the executioner saint were quite different.

    The saint of execution is realistic.

    This was unavoidable due to the nature of the work.

    So, even after seeing this, the Heavenly God guided us. Or maybe you just caught an innocent person… I just said that and moved on.

    but… The healing saint was young.

    As the saint said, it is still unspoiled. She was the kind of girl who remained innocent about the world.

    So that’s what I thought.

    What did the saint think?

    It was of the not-so-faithful kind.

    ‘God of Heaven… Why are you… ‘

    The question the saint had was simple.

    The heavenly gods may have contributed to the reincarnation of Abraxas.

    I don’t know if a heavenly god can intervene in that world.

    But to enter this world. Most likely, the consent of the Heavenly God is required.

    They say that sealing the same god has weakened its power.

    If you can’t do that, you don’t deserve to be an object of faith. That hypothesis was ruled out.

    Aside from the impossibility, the remaining questions were clear.

    That’s right. Abraxas himself.

    It was about why Abraxas.

    ‘why… Are you Abraxas? and… why. Haven’t you said anything until now…? ‘

    Abraxas’ life could not be called good even with empty words.

    That was understandable.

    Tragedies abound in this land too. He wasn’t even born on this earth.

    But I still don’t understand it.

    ​Why did he come to this land?

    The saintess could not understand the reason.

    ‘why… Letting evil go… Is it… ‘

    Then another question came to mind.

    A clear threat that exists in this land.

    The embodiment of sin.

    Meanwhile, the saint thought that the reason the Heavenly God neglected the incarnation of sin was the price of sealing the evil God.

    They cannot intervene because they used their power to seal the evil spirit.

    So I thought it was a chance given to humans.

    However, this case raised another question for the saint.

    why. why.

    We have the power to bring other souls to this land.

    Why isn’t there more intervention?

    Is it really true that we are doing our best to help humans?

    and…

    The biggest question that remains for her.

    ‘We love each other. Be considerate of each other. They told us to live together… Why did he come to this land… ‘

    Abraxas, whom the healing saint saw, had a very unusual personality.

    This has been like this since I was young.

    There were many people who found him attractive because of his family name and appearance.

    His actions could clearly cause conflict in a community.

    Until now, the saint had thought that he was just an unusual person.

    Now that I’ve seen the flashback.

    She could be sure.

    He was just an ordinary citizen.

    The person who was an ordinary, caring man who cared for his nephew.

    Through reincarnation, I became a more special person than anything else.

    I haven’t cried since I was young.

    Mature, as if everything had been lived.

    Such a young old man.

    And a stranger who cannot be completely assimilated.

    An ordinary person became so special.

    So much so that I can’t mix with other people.

    ‘When I was young, I wandered… Was that why?’

    The saint began to understand why he had acted like that.

    The end reached an area that a priest should never touch.

    ‘God of Heaven… Then what the hell are you… How… ‘

    He never showed any apparent belief in heavenly gods.

    It was a natural reason.

    He lived without heaven for 27 years.

    Is it possible to believe in God?

    But he came to this land.

    Why was it like that?

    Why did the Heavenly God send him away when he met a sad end?

    If it’s to lead you to heaven… Why did you have to revive it?

    ‘Just like when you gave me the stigmata… Please give me the answer again… ‘

    The saint prayed.

    Just like when I was young.

    An orphan who couldn’t do anything.

    Please repeat the miracle of being chosen by God.

    As if a tragedy were packaged into a comedy.

    Please be assured that this land is a story full of hope.

    ‘Please, please. Our [Father] who art in heaven.’

    Even if you have doubts.

    The Heavenly God she followed throughout her life.

    Because it was her father.

    She prayed so.

    And what came back was cold air.

    There was only silence that filled the room.

    The Heavenly God was silent to everyone again today.

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