Weed ~The One’s Gardener~ - Chapter 94
However, one question arose.
“Did he know I was a god?”
“No.”
“Then, why did Weed cry?”
Void, with the same face as Weed, frowned—an expression Weed would never show. He crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly.
“I don’t know either.”
In her dreams, Hana didn’t merely repeat the cycle of death. Each time she faced it, she also watched Weed. He smiled but eventually crumbled into tears, gasping as if he was about to break.
Once his emotions unraveled, he continued to cry endlessly.
Just witnessing it was heartbreaking. Yet all she could do was watch. She had no choice. There was nothing else she could do. Instead, she imagined comforting him countless times in her heart.
It’s okay. Don’t cry.
Weed always looked up at the sky while he cried.
Why did he look up? Why did he always chase the sun? He must have instinctively sought the color of the god who had given him life and shared divine power with him. He faced the intense sunlight, just as he had seen it for the first time, unwavering and in one place.
His collapsing emotions weren’t the cost of having power.
They weren’t guilt for those he had sacrificed. And they weren’t from a sense of responsibility for the mistakes that had shaped the world, as the myths of humanity suggested.
Weed was perhaps…
The deepening feelings he experienced were simply for someone far away, someone he would never see again…
Hana covered her face with her hands.
“Void, what will happen to me now?”
“Your body will scatter and become a part of this world.”
“Will I… be reborn?”
“That will no longer be you.”
She thought she understood what it meant. She thought she had prepared herself, but tears flowed silently. Perhaps she had hoped she could be reborn and meet Weed again after waiting a little longer. However, a price could hardly be that simple or hopeful.
Kneeling before her, Void reached out to wipe away Hana’s tears. Gently brushing her cheek, he continued speaking.
“The cycle you’ve already become part of cannot be escaped. You chose this path. As a result, this world has become complete. But that doesn’t mean the suffering of your reincarnation has ended.”
Void’s voice sank low.
“I hate that. It has pulled the god down without fulfilling its role. It has thrust you into an eternity of pain. Therefore, every time you repeated the cycle of reincarnation, I brought you into the void to grant what that life desired. That was all I could do. I had to do at least that, as a sign of my reverence for you. But that…”
He clenched his teeth.
“What has that done for you?”
“Void, it’s okay.”
Hana instinctively patted Void’s head, as one might soothe a child. Even though he was the one wiping away her tears, and his voice was calm, it felt as if he was crying out.
“What is so special about that? I cannot understand you. Why have you favored that above all else for so long?”
Hana lowered her head and did not respond. How could she answer what she did not know?
“Now that I’ll be completely alone, how can I find you? How can I find you, who will become nothing amid the flowing river of souls? You have discarded the power you gained and chosen a path like that of a mere creature.”
Void was accusing her. Why did she do something so foolish? After creating a suitable being, why did she directly undertake the task that was meant for a creature?
“Was it truly worth it?”
Still, Hana could not answer. At least, in this life, it held value. Perhaps there was a reason in her past lives as well. So she had no regrets.
“I’m happy. Yet, at the same time, I’m deeply sad.”
Void hugged Hana.
His warmth was more comforting than she had expected. She feared he might hate her for thinking it, but he reminded her of Weed. He gently patted her back as if this was all he had wanted while longing to meet her for so long.
After a while, he let her go and turned his head away.
“Go. Fulfill your last wish before you scatter.”
It would be a lie to say she wasn’t scared. Yet she felt satisfied. It was her choice.
Hana closed her eyes.
The time had come. She was swallowed into the abyss of emptiness.
28. God, Hana1
Hana melted into the darkness endlessly, endlessly.
As her body gradually faded away, she felt constrained, with nothing to do but cling to her thoughts.
For a long time, she believed she was burdened by the vast world around her. Living in such a harsh world all alone, she carried a constant sense of pessimism and cynicism toward happiness and love. She didn’t want to live. She wanted to die.
Lacking the courage to die, she merely survived each day in a daze, leading a life without purpose. She never considered herself extraordinary. There was no will to achieve anything.
Maybe the most significant goal had already been set for her.
Even now, with everything revealed, it felt the same. Hana still felt incredibly insignificant. The cycle of reincarnation she had undergone weighed heavily on her, even if the memories of it were gone. That weight made her feel small, as if she had become just a fragment of a greater will, with no sense of her own self.
In less than thirty years of her life, she felt she had experienced it all. Those days, though short, seemed fleeting and ephemeral.
‘Fulfill your last wish.’
¹ [ We had an arc called ‘Shin Hana’ before, which is Hana’s full name. Shin can also mean ‘God’. This is why this arc title calls back to that arc but with a different meaning, [Shin, Hana], which can also be translated as [God, Hana]. ] ↩
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