Super Righteous Player
Chapter 978 - 36: The Forgotten Fifth Day

Chapter 978: Chapter 36: The Forgotten Fifth Day

Isaac’s words sent a tremor through Annan.

He even began to reflect—having walked this path of transcendence for so long, had he also changed compared to when he first started?

Annan sifted through all his memories since he came to this world.

If a comparison were to be made, the Annan that had first set foot in Frostwater Harbor... the current Annan had indeed undergone considerable changes.

Back then, Annan had no ties to this world. No goals, no pursuits, and his actions were dictated solely by pleasure. There was no anger towards enemies, and naturally, no sympathy either.

Of course, he still didn’t act as recklessly as "Black Annan".

Theoretically, Annan should have been in this world for fifteen years, but he only retained half a year of memories.

The previous "Annan" had spent over a decade in that profound and icy darkness. In the cold winter nights devoid of joy and pleasure, he brewed a deep darkness of wisdom.

That was the insight Annan could only possess after his understanding of the people and things, the history, and the mysteries of this world had deepened enough. When he completely understood the world and his own worth and weight, mundane matters could no longer restrain his actions.

—Even as a mortal, he could possess the audacity and ability to slay a True God.

This was something only the Annan who had spent over a decade in this world could achieve. Even the current Annan was not as capable as the peak Black Annan, who could jokingly converse with the True Gods.

But even so.

Annan had already been completely changed.

It was in shattering those many "mirrors" that Annan continuously confirmed the desires deep within his heart.

Like a child thinking from the bottom of their heart, "I will never become such an adult," "If I have children, I will never treat them this way," "I never want to live a life like this."

Not every desire that points to a certain person, a certain goal, can be considered a "wish".

The heart that doesn’t wish to reach that goal, the heart of rejection, is also a strong desire.

—I do not wish to become like them.

Because Tan Juan Geraint was too weak to decide his own fate. He was the mirror of the Light of the First Day, awakening the desire in Annan to become stronger.

The Light of the First Day is the purest, most powerful and bright light.

Because he had experienced too many failures, Dream Stealer Denton had simply given up hope, choosing to flee from his fate. He was the second mirror, giving Annan the "Heart of Sisyphus," awakening an indomitable Will of Victory.

The Light of the Second Daylight is an undying light of hope, always fresh and new.

Because Henry VIII never felt love from others since his birth, he chose to spend his life taking revenge on the mission he carried. He was the third mirror, making Annan start to cherish the people before his eyes...recognizing the love they had for him and reciprocating it.

The Light of the Third Daylight is the eternal flame in the eyes of a beloved.

Because he believed his value and abilities were higher than anyone else’s, Demon Dragon Nicholas scorned the entire world and thought of himself as the king of the world—he was the fourth mirror.

He, like Annan, had lost a part of his memories, lacked the dark will of the old self, but unlike Annan, did not take the right path; instead, he walked an even more Twisted path. This made Annan realize he, too, was an arrogant person... It was not solely because "Black Annan" had cut himself away that he had come this far. This also strengthened his belief that "justice is never late".

The Light of the Fourth Daylight is the illusionary light that flashes in the eyes when the fleshly body crosses the world. It is the light of "protection".

The Winter Reverser, Vladimir, understanding that this world would ultimately be destroyed, gave up waiting for the "hero who might just possibly save the world" and chose to make the world his nourishment.

He wanted to devour it before it was eaten by The Worm... This anti-civilization stance was precisely the sixth mirror. In him, Annan saw clear as day the ugly posture of "The Selfish".

Even with all his power, Vladimir would only use it to continue oppressing others, never to help them, and he even disdained the power of "dictatorship"... because he would never offer a fraction of love and focus to others; everything was for making himself more powerful.

Annan swore he would never become someone like him.

His power would eventually be used for others.

The nature of The Light of the Sixth Daylight is "All things end with one, all things begin with one." It is the light of civilization that continuously divides and unites, yet always remains within the same collective.

"I indeed did it."

Annan answered with unmistakable clarity, "I have become entirely different from the me at the very beginning."

Through this reflection, he realized his desires had already become so bright...

He was desperately eager to become someone powerful, unyieldingly determined, full of love in his heart, someone who protects and teaches others... to fight for the continuity of civilization.

That was immensely different from the innocent child he was at the beginning.

Annan was even certain— even if he knew nothing of the rituals to advance to the Gold rank, his bright and pure desires alone would suffice to ascend to Gold!

"...Just, there’s a slight regret."

Annan pursed his lips.

His fifth mirror was the Spiritbearer Monk Bernadino, who he had shattered prematurely.

If he had followed the normal process of conquest, Annan should have had a sufficient understanding of the Spiritbearer Monk. But it just so happened that Bernadino realized his own role as the shell of The Fifth Daylight’s egg and so, before Annan had conquered Nicholas II, he presented himself to Annan.

At that time, Spiritbearer Monk Bernadino had already struck against the Black Tower... He had even annihilated the entire Black Tower, turning himself into the Philosopher’s Stone. And Tower Master Hugo was burning his life to fight him.

Back then, Annan simply did not have the leisure to explore what Bernadino was carrying. He could only sense vaguely that the constraints he placed on spiritual bodies, as well as his laissez-faire approach to the players, seemed to form a mirror image.

However, it was only after defeating Vladimir that Annan realized— it seemed the truth was more than that.

The light of The Fifth Daylight of the sun represents the world reflected in one’s eyes. It symbolizes that the world each person sees is the light of "colors," vibrant and diverse.

The desires Annan harbored, obtained from the other five mirrors, were already enough to elevate him to Gold... but Annan felt this was not yet perfect.

He needed to understand Bernadino better to rise to a state of perfection.

"Don’t worry, Annan."

Isaac realized what Annan was thinking and leaned down, speaking softly, "From Bernadino’s nightmares, you will learn everything you want to know."

His tone was very gentle, like how one would treat a beloved relative’s child with extra patience, completely different from how he approached Husky and Thirteen Fragrances: "Lord Hugo has cleansed the curse within this nightmare... and I will watch over you from outside the nightmare, adding many enhancements to your adventure within it.

"I have brought the materials necessary for the ritual. Once their matters are dealt with, we can find a quiet, safe place to enter the nightmare."

"Why not just do it here at Heath Tower of Black?"

Annan smiled, "I feel it’s quite safe here... after all, this is a place I personally saved."

"Alright, then we’ll deal with your nightmare first, we can talk about their spell issues in a couple of days," Isaac shrugged, "It just so happens... I plan to write a letter and ask an old friend for some idolatry scriptures. The collection of idol spells here in Heath Tower of Black isn’t exactly complete.

"Who knows when they’ll have time again. It’s better to stay a day or two, wait for the books to arrive, then take them and study on the road."

"...Old friend?"

Annan was somewhat surprised by this term.

At your age... you still have old friends alive in this world?

Nicholas was already a man from over a hundred years ago; how old would Isaac’s old friend have to be—around two hundred years old?

"You might know him."

Isaac chuckled lightly, "It’s the False God who has appeared in your Winter Principality in the past two years...

"—The Man in the Mirror, ’Michelangelo.’"