XIII
756 Words
If there was something in the air, it got thicker when he mentioned "challenges", because I knew he was somewhat directing it towards me. He was slightly flinching all the time, like if it was getting tired, and he made a point by resting his hands on top of the kitchen island, allowing his hands to support his legs.
- "These... Challenges you speak of, do they represent a danger to you or your kind?" - I needed to know why he was following us.
- "If you're asking if you're a threat and if I will kill you, no." - He can obviously see the look of relief all over my face. - "But there might be worse things than death."
When he doesn't explain any further my brain beggins to work at a faster pace, and the panic returns. I can't really tell if he's threatening me or if he's just suggesting, and in the last case it would mean I would have a choice. It is weird enough to have a huge creature inside my house talking so casually to me, any further development would be beyond my capacity to take in information, and I don't really think I would enjoy it. Still, his words lingered within me, and I knew I would regret it, but I asked:
- "What could possibly be worse than death?"
- "Have you ever heard the expression "knowledge is power"? - I simply nod my head affirmatively. - "Imagine that everything your kind has been told it's not true. Imagine what would mean for humans to know that everything they believed for centuries was nothing but a manipulative lie to keep you under control and prevent a blood bath."
- "You mean, to prevent you from killing all of us?" - I ask.
- "To prevent you from killing each others."
At that point I was genuinely fuming because that made no sense at all, but at the same time I wanted to know where he was going with that, and what did it have to do with me. I was curious about the lying part, what was it that was so big of a lie that could solidify an entire civilization and prevent a catastrophe. He must've sensed my confusion, because he kept going:
- "Isn't it odd that everywhere in the world culture's first diversions are based on their beliefs? Don't you find so curious how divine creatures can be different from one place to another, from one time to another?" - He asks smirking. - "What is it, for you, that makes a God?"
I think about his questions for a little while, trying to figure out where he's going.
- "I think that the power to achieve things a normal person cannot... To foresee tomorrow, to unite people through their speech, to praise peace and respect." - I answer, sure of what I am saying.
- "All of that it's very right and pretty, but any ordinary human can do that. Any ordinary human can spread words of a peaceful tomorrow, but back there, when there was nothing but sickness, violence and greed, how would such a human be worthy of attention?"
I was pondering about it, and in fact, how would it? Even now, when everyone speaks their minds and we are able to find people so generous and thoughtful all over the internet, what would it take for everyone to take them serious and choose one for a leader? What would it take to really listen to one of them and follow him? I take too much time thinking, and he intervenes.
- "It would take a power out of this world. He or she would need to prove themselves to those whom would disregard their motives. They would need to show why they were worthy of being listened to, why they were chosen." - my face is twitching, I can feel it. This conversation it's making me nervous. - "And it would rise from amongst the minority, the oppressed, signaling evolution."
- "I thought evolution would come regardless of God." - I make it as a statement, since evolving was in our nature.
- "Nature evolves, and so did everything on this planet, but this kind of evolution comes with surpassing challenges. Consider it an emotional and psychological evolution. Never wondered why these so called God's had such tragic endings? It's all part of an experiment to guide you through the dark times and get you on the right path."
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