Chapter 379: 378: The Death of the Hall Spirit and Thirteen Strikes of the Copper Bell
Chapter 379: 378: The Death of the Hall Spirit and Thirteen Strikes of the Copper Bell
Chapter 379: Chapter 378: The Death of the Hall Spirit and Thirteen Strikes of the Copper Bell
“Uh, this…” Richard could not answer the question about the Golden Mask. Indeed, he could not answer; he knew very little about the Golden Mask—less than the Golden Mask knew about itself. Now that the Golden Mask itself had no answers, how could he possibly have them?
Richard let out a sigh, trying to comfort the Golden Mask, “Have you heard of the three great questions of life?”
“Hm?”
“There are three philosophical conundrums in life: ‘Who am I?’ ‘Where do I come from?’ ‘Where am I going?’ To figure out these three questions is to understand the meaning of life.”
“So…”
“So what I want to say is, although you don’t know ‘who you are’ or ‘where you come from,’ you can still choose ‘where to go’—you have a future. Since you have already forgotten the past, why not consider how to live your life from here on, which could be a brand-new you.” Richard said.
Golden Mask fell silent, a long, drawn-out silence, and finally spoke, first in a very low voice, then increasingly louder, “No… no! You are wrong! Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going? If I don’t even know who I am, if I don’t even know where I come from, do I still need to go anywhere? If I become a completely new me, is that still me, or just another stranger?”
“Uh…”
“Ah, damn it, damn it, damn it, why can’t I remember what happened before? Why can’t I remember anything, ah! Why! Why! Why is my memory so fuzzy, ah! Why!”
The more the Golden Mask spoke, the more agitated it became, until it finally let out an almost roaring shout, then suddenly stopped.
Richard raised an eyebrow, suddenly having a bad feeling, and quickly reached out to the Golden Mask only to find that the one hanging on the wall was now cold.
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