I Picked Up a Witch With Amnesia - I Picked Up a Witch With Amnesia chapter 184

17. Goddess Aria – 02

With her eyes closed and her consciousness empty, she unconsciously once again recalls her past.

The memory of her who was once held up as a goddess by everyone in the world.

The story of a woman who ended everything without being understood by anyone.

She was winter from the beginning. It was winter, the most ruthless season, bringing severe cold and blizzards to the land and taking away all life.

The face is always expressionless. No one in the world had witnessed her putting on an emotional face, and no one in the world had heard of her thoughts.

He’s cold, arrogant, and doesn’t even reveal what he wants or pursues. He just handed blessings to the humans who served him as if he were indifferent or raising livestock.

That’s why people were always afraid of her. As a goddess, she was venerated and respected, but towards her as a winter in the four seasons, he had fear and eventually despised her.

Although spring was warm, summer was lively, and autumn was rich.

It seems that only ruthlessness and coldness existed in the appearance of winter on the outside.

hope for sacrifice I hope for a burnt offering. He hopes for more believers who worship him. I wish you more faith in yourself –

Had she wanted and sought something intelligible in this way, if men had intelligible and comprehensible purposes, they would not have felt such fear towards her.

Unfortunately, it never happened that she revealed her true feelings to humans.

The price of love for humans is always fear and fear. The mercy she bestowed on humans does not return to her again and is scattered in the air.

But even that I got used to. Not only the humans who feel fear towards her, but also she herself has become accustomed to it. Like water spilled on the floor, it becomes something fleeting and irreversible.

While she came down to earth, she took care of humans and was worshiped by them for countless times.

It is said that no one understood it until the last moment of facing the end.

That was her origin.

With pitiful words that no one remembers now and there is no way to return anywhere.

“…..”

And after a thousand years had passed since then, she was able to open her eyes again. Originally, she shouldn’t have opened her eyes until the end of the world, but for some reason she was able to open them again and regain her senses.

Did the seal weaken over the course of a thousand years, did someone rashly touch the seal, or was the seal not strong enough to confine her from the beginning until the end of the world?

Even she herself couldn’t figure out why she was released, and couldn’t even guess. However, something that had restrained and entangled him over the course of a thousand years had now disappeared.

He was able to clearly realize that he had finally become free after a thousand years.

“…..”

Suddenly, I raised my head and looked up at the sky. In the sky, white snowflakes were falling slowly and quietly.

The current season, she felt, was spring. However, snowflakes were fluttering in the sky as if it were midwinter. As if claiming that the current season is winter.

“…ah.”

Only then did I realize In the past, when she was manifesting on earth, she wasn’t the only one existing on earth. Her sisters, Spring, Summer, and Autumn, all came down to earth to take care of humans.

But not now. The energy of spring can only be felt from far above the heavens, and the energy of summer and autumn is not even felt at all. Probably, it is clear that the two of them are in a deep sleep right now. Yes, just like she did before.

…Dangerous. No traces of spring, summer, or autumn can be found on the ground, but what kind of lingering lingering is left, only winter came back to the ground. Now, with no other sisters to support the world with her and restrain her powers, she has set foot on the ground.

Does this imply that what will happen in the future?

“…..”

Prediction isn’t that difficult. Maybe winter will come. Winter never ends. And winter never ends.

And at the end, many people will die. Unlike spring, which contains life itself, summer, which symbolizes the freshness of life, and autumn, which symbolizes the abundance of life, winter symbolizes only the death of life. Many lives will die in the cold blizzard and severe cold, and at the end, many people will die.

There was no way to stop this, anywhere. Even if she chose to die herself, it could not be stopped. She is an existence that is no different from the order that governs the providence of this world. Even if she, who can be called the myth of winter, chooses death, the world will bring her back to life even if time is rewinded backwards.

In the end, it will be a clear fact that many people will die in the upcoming tribulation.

…but what does that mean? No matter how long the endless winter lasts, no matter how many people die, no matter how the world might end, what does that have to do with her?

Everything that will happen from now on is nothing more than a human-caused event. None of this would have happened if humans hadn’t sealed her away, hadn’t been dissatisfied with her reign.

Everything stems from human karma. She was a being who guided and cared for humans on the right path, but did not take on the role of taking responsibility for human sins. Because the only being who can take responsibility for their own mistakes has always existed only themselves.

Not to mention, humans always looked down on her, except for the very few clans that served her. In front of her, he bowed his head and pretended to worship her, but behind his back, he treated her only with fear, without even trying to understand her.

In all times and in all spaces, human beings are always the same. They are always different on the outside and do not hesitate to make something else evil in order to get the satisfaction of being good themselves.

A thousand years ago, she was indeed an easy-to-understand evil. He has no emotions, always treats all things with a cold attitude, and is the only being in charge of the end of life among the four seasons. This is such an easy evil, and such a simple dichotomy.

Last year’s exceptionally cold winter, crop failure this year, people’s deaths, and people’s ugliness were all attributed to winter, which governs the end of the world. Didn’t you try hard to maintain your own good in that way?

She knew everything from the start. From the beginning, he was well aware of the appearance of people who were different from the outside and inside, and the reality of their hypocrisy. It was just that I desperately pretended not to know about those calls. He thinks that one day his heart will reach them. And hoping that a person who understands his heart will come out.

but that never happened Not even once.

If there is a difference between the situation she is facing now and that of a thousand years ago, it is only that this time, she is really the cause and a great tribulation is scheduled to occur.

Now, all of that has become nothing more than an excuse.

The current world is a world only for humans, where the existence of a goddess has become just a character in a children’s book.

Now she is an evil winter witch who will bring endless winter and death to the world.

That was the woman who became evil against her will, and the role the world itself gave her.

…Yes, good. If you wanted it anyway, I’d be happy to take on the role. Through the existence of me, I will make you realize how ugly the things you tried to avoid until the end are. In this era, I will become a witch, not a goddess, to be your end.

“… Lord Cain.”

However, if there was anything unlucky about her, it was that she met a man named him. There were a few coincidences, and at the end of it, she ran into a man named him.

It’s ironic indeed. If I was going to face him like this, I shouldn’t have met him in the first place. On a journey that never seemed to end, to think that you would meet a man who would care for you, embrace you, and understand you.

– If you do something bad, I’ll be the first to punish you.

It really couldn’t have been a terrible fate. If she had met him a thousand years ago, if a man like you could have filled my empty and empty heart.

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Maybe, fate may have changed just a little bit…

“…..”

Open your eyes. The wind that was blowing in all directions had already stopped. The light that suddenly poured into my eyes made me think that it was dazzling. It was like facing a piece of a dream.

I felt like I was getting dizzy for some reason. Involuntarily, she lifted her head and looked up at the sky.

Snow was falling from the sky. Clearly, as she remembered, the current season would have been the end of spring or the beginning of summer, but she ignored all of that and snowflakes were fluttering in the sky.

Yes, everything is the same situation as when she woke up after a thousand years.

“…ah.”

Suddenly, he raised his hand and stared blankly. In her hand, although it was just a fragment of power, an unusual sense of omnipotence was hovering around. Yes, it was just too similar to how she always felt a thousand years ago.

There was a rustling sound.

She took one step, one step forward. Her own steps were so light that she felt as if her body had no weight.

…it was felt. What was being felt, everything was being felt. The reasons why humans are born and die, why the sun rises and the stars set in the sky, what exists outside the world, and the truths that make up the world, from trivial to important, everything.

I was instinctively aware of it all and felt it instinctively. It contained and understood all the knowledge of the world in its small body.

Realized. No, I felt like I had no choice but to admit it. That she had become a goddess again, just like she did a thousand years ago. And that too, not as an incomplete half-goddess like before the return, but as a whole goddess.

“…I’m sorry. Cain.”

As if she were apologizing to herself, she muttered small words to herself and closed her eyes as if she were sleeping.

Even though her body existed here, her mind was flowing endlessly toward a faraway place, not here.

In the end, it seems that the spring she could not greet is going to be in full bloom somewhere other than here. At least out of her eyes. And out of her reach. maybe forever

“Anyway, I don’t think you can easily scold me now.”

And so, Arya, the goddess of winter, descended to the ground.