Rey De-Heavens (English)

3.4

The old man was more intrigued than he had been. He had not expected such a childish response. He paused to think. Looking curiously at the book that had been returned to him, he asked himself some questions like: "How many other explanations do not exist or could he have given me that would have been better founded? What, as intelligent as he is, had it not occurred to him that there were different books? But what if maybe it is because they want to complicate something that intelligent beings make wrong decisions even though they have the answers right where they see them? There is no point in deciphering the reason why he asked that particular question," he thought. Without reservation, the old man asked:

"Can I trust you?"

As soon as Rey nodded his head, the Wise Wizard made motions with his hands as if he were drawing in the air and continued:

"I have power over occult forces, but, even if I teach you to speak and of history, I cannot give you "know". Instead, let me guide you along the path to find that which you seek. This stormy path is but an endurance test for you to see how much you want to learn and how much effort you are willing to give."

"Can't you transfer the knowledge and save me the trouble?" asked Rey looking from the bottom up.

The Great Wise Wizard continued:

"Oh, little one. You live within a world bound by the laws of balance and equal exchanges. To desire knowledge means to feed on something that makes it possible to obtain it. The process is necessary... But what better way to demonstrate to you what I say than by giving you an example?"

"I am listening," said Rey.

"If you are feared and hated all around you," said The Great Wise Wizard, "those circumstances are perfect and will be fine because the emotions that come with them will teach you to keep moving forward. The warrior's body is doomed to transform into war. Knowledge, power and strength are just conjugations of mere words that are easily said and do not even come close to fully describing true power, or true strength, let alone true knowledge. People must sometimes become a well and make their bodies a malleable material. The more they grow with the intention of making capacity for more power and more strength, the more cracks will also abound, and no matter how much they put in, they will never become full. Knowledge, even in the hands of those who never die, is easy to forget and almost impossible to remember. Power in the hands of the humblest ends up dragging him to the corruption and self-destruction of himself, as well as of that which surrounds him. Power in the hands of the tyrant will never be wrong and, in front of the weak, will always be right... Rey, can you remember, understand, feel and respect the sentiment of these words at all times?"

"No, just as I cannot understand them or feel them..." claimed the young man as if realizing something real: knowing is not the same as living.

"That's the point," said The Great Wise Wizard. "Knowing these sentences does not mean that, in truth, you can understand them because they are my knowledge. There will be nothing better than accumulating memories of your own so that you can create your own conclusions, even if those conclusions come too late to be used. Still, knowing all this, are you ready?"

"What should I do?" asked Rey with readiness.

The Great Wise Wizard:

"Walk through the past that once was present. You will walk beside your parents when they came to this place. Feel what they felt. Get close enough to learn from them and accept them, just as they are. Study their opinions. Live their experiences for yourself and then draw your own conclusions," said the old man.

As soon as he finished creating a whole little world of letters, images, emotions and thoughts in his hands, he made everything white turn black and everything black turn white. The colors merged, the sky was swallowed by the earth and the earth rose in an almost bottomless void. And before the intimidating lycanthrope, in the middle of a whole different scenario, Rey made his presence known without anyone seeing him.