Genshin Impact: Towards Godhood

"This path is the most orthodox path. I drive the tribe with righteousness, and with divine authority, I coerce others to submit to the tribe, so that we can reach a bright future."

"But you, Rama." Babel's expression was complex. "Why do you also achieve a good outcome?"

After violent slaughter, Rama resolved the assassins of the elders under the cover of night.

When the elders realized how tricky Rama was, his first step of the plan succeeded.

Even before taking action, Rama had already explained this principle to her.

"I know they won't listen to my reasoning, but that's irrelevant. I know my reasoning is feasible, and that's enough."

"I don't need them to understand, nor do I need their approval. I only need them to obey."

"Authority can bring me the answers I desire. Their obedience is all I need."

And then Babel watched Rama achieve victory.

A sixteen-year-old boy had obtained victory through means he had never imagined.

His success was a heavy blow to Babel, who sought to manipulate righteousness and divine authority for her own success.

"Why should it be possible for you to succeed like this?!"

"You really shouldn't harbor too much jealousy and hatred towards me," Rama sighed. "Everyone knows I am a child of Tanit, and you are my foster mother, my mother."

"But you are not my child, and yet you seek to seize my power," Babel's tone was cold.

"That's right," Rama did not deny it. "When it comes to power, the so-called mother-son bond can also be a lie. Besides, I am not your biological son, just an adopted one."

He found it difficult to reason with Babel too much.

Because Babel herself knew these truths; she simply disregarded them, obstinately pursuing her own goals.

"Fine, let's revisit this path," Rama's face regained its gentle smile.

"I believe the path you have chosen is correct."

"But correctness doesn't mean you are right, and therefore I am wrong," Rama gently explained. "The path to the future is wide enough for both of us to walk on the right path."

"You want to consolidate the tribe's power, then use divine authority and the power of spirits to strengthen the tribe."

"And what I want to do is similar, except I don't rely on the power of gods; I intend to rely on my own strength."

Rama paused for a moment, as if he had realized something. "And a simple truth is, whether it's the power of gods or my own power, their essence is the same."

"All power brings is authority, not justice."

"Justice requires different chips."

Rama shook his head, his voice lowered. "Mother, your dilemma lies in viewing gods directly as embodiments of justice and righteousness, as if everything they do is right."

"So you cannot accept my authority, because I am not a god, I am weak, yet I receive treatment that should only be given to gods."

"It's just that, where you've gone wrong."

Babel couldn't hold back; she became agitated.

"Isn't it true that gods symbolize justice and righteousness?"

Divine authority itself is merely a tool for rulers, and the essence of religious warfare is essentially the struggle for profit.

But in Teyvat, there are indeed gods, and even desert people like Babel have received similar education in this regard.

The core of the Seven Nations is the Seven Gods, and the power of the rulers who replace gods to rule human kingdoms certainly knows this, so they strive to spread the answer that God loves the world.

Whether God loves people is irrelevant, but I have to let the gods know that I, all of us ordinary people, think that God loves us.

We respect the gods, and we celebrate the care of the gods through rituals.

These are the means to please the gods. When an individual is capable of easily destroying an entire human world, the only thing you can do is pray that He is friendly towards humanity.

Because you won't be able to do anything else.

On this cornerstone, what kind of education can we provide?

It's all just lies, such as the belief that gods are great, gods are gentle, and gods love people ...

This is just a lie.

You don't have to intentionally offend anyone, any offense, in essence, you don't deserve to waste your thoughts to understand.

Babel has lived in this environment for too long, knowing that gods will die, but not that gods will be imprisoned by mortals.

In this world, there is no man capable of killing the gods, any of the myths or records, and is superior to human life.

"We should have a more objective and rational view of these things," Rama said in a calm tone. "Gods are just beings with great power."

"The point is to [have great power]."

"In other words, if I have great power, I am a god."

His words were casual and gentle, as if he were stating a well-known truth, so the tone was not high.

"You don't have that kind of power!"

Babel made her final resistance.

"No, I don't," Rama nodded in agreement. "But the truth is, gods can take away their lives at will, and I can easily do the same."

"So for the world, I am certainly not a god."

"But to them, what's the difference between me and a god?"

Authority is never wrong.

When it is wrong, it is the time it is defeated.

But the defeated power can also be counted as authority?

When Decarabian was defeated, history finally named Him as the tyrant.

After the death of the Scarlet King, the scholars in the rainforest were able to curse the Scarlet King for his brutality.

If justice and righteousness can only crown the dead, they can only reveal their true faces after the end of the reign of authority, and they are not correct enough.

Late justice is not justice.

(End of this chapter)

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