Chapter 57: What goes around isn’t exactly what comes around.
“There are Nothing who have eluded your predecessors, their predecessors, and even myself. There is no conceivable way to measure the rate at which the Nothing cross the rift, or how, if and when they return. On top of that, Aemon sealed The Void from being detected so we cannot ask the Nothing who never followed Aemon to assist us.”
“You still didn’t answer my question, Kanti! Can we warn people about being evil… being bad?”
“Indirectly, yes. We helped create human folklore that does, but it goes half-heard since they have become a tool to keep either children quiet or for lesser men to create false gods to impose a scenario in which they are allowed to take more than they give back.”
I pause and reflect. “Yea, but if I explain the cloak, used my power and showed what I can do to a lot of people, then—”
“Young Emery, the human spirit is a combination of the mind and the soul. This is an undeniable universal truth.”
I sigh. “Yeah… so what?” I ask, placing clean silverware on the rack next to the sink.
“Knowledge that alters the mind, alters the soul.”
I nod. “I know, but what does that have to do with anything, Kanti. Stop being cryptic.” I stare at Kanti. “Well?”
Kanti smiles. “A creature’s comprehension of good and evil will be apparent in their soul. Knowledge of negativity, or the knowledge of evil makes the mind aware of certain values, thus the soul is now bound by the mind’s comprehension of those values; and, as a result, those energies. A creature unaware of emotions, intent or higher concepts of karmic systems, if such a creature exists, cannot do good or evil.
For example, if a lion eats a zebra, that intent does not release any negative energy, however, if a lion were to bite a zebra, get kicked by the zebra, and develop a personal dislike for zebras, that creature would comprehend hatred. It follows that that creature will also understand other emotions from the comprehension of that single one. Thus, the lion is forever bound by what it comprehends, in the manner that it comprehends it. Its actions, and the intent of its actions will release positive or negative energy. That soul will then be able to resonate higher or lower and be detectable as a sentient entity.”
“So, if people had no emotions, the nothing can’t feed on, or from them… or however that all works?”
Kanti shakes his head. “Perhaps, but such a scenario would be impossible. All creatures feel and comprehend. Even humans who lack emotions comprehend good and evil. Eloquence, race, intelligence, gender, decision-making, ethnicity and critical thinking do not make a creature more aware of its own existence, let alone the natural laws of existence.”
“I understand that, but again, relevance, Kanti, relevance! You’re talking in circles to me! What does this have to do with anything?”
Kanti sighs. “Explaining Aemon, and then explaining the Nothing, and then giving a demonstration of the cloak, one will comprehend that the cloak makes a particular evil go away. That evil, in this case the Nothing, will view all with knowledge of the cloak as a threat, and become merciless in trying to corrupt their souls in order to destroy them. Thousands can die from us revealing the cloak’s existence.”
“Yea, but what if the Nothing can’t corrupt people? It just sounds like a case of good versus evil; good always wins. People always unite against a common enemy. Look at the world, and look at ISIS. We can just create a situation that forces people to be good.”
“Despite what you believe of man, when presented with a new enemy, they are untied under fear, sorrow and other negative emotions. Very few are motivated by benevolence in the face of a threat. We will not and cannot impose our will on others. That is out of the question.”
“Fine,” I sigh and stare at the mountain of dishes. I really don’t want to clean this waffle maker.
“The first cloak bearer,” Kanti begins, “witnessed the decimation of his society when he tried to warn them. Widespread fear, anxiety and hopelessness attracted many Nothing, including Th’Rut. Do you understand?”
“You are not the first cloak bearer. If we want to be efficient we need to communicate. We need to be clear that you carrying Aemon presents new possibilities and new dangers. Albeit, your situation is as new to me as it is to you, I can say confidently, there is no other way to handle this situation.”
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