Chapter 287 - The Ark Of What Makes A Human

"What do you mean? I am dead? No, I am very much alive! I still can walk! I still can fight!" protested the boy, slamming his fist on his ċhėst.

To Gab's horror, the boy managed to punch a hole through his ċhėst. But when he pulled it out, the wound instantly healed.

"Alive? You call this, alive?! Stop dwelling in your own reality and wake the hell up!" scolded Ysabeau, losing her calm demeanor.

Gab was shocked as he heard the High Queen shouting. Her facial expression was more hurt than being cross at the boy. Almost as if she felt bad for the boy who still thought that he was human.

"Wake up already! You! Are! Dead! Buried and gone, you are nothing but dirt now! It has been too long even to recover you now! You're one with the Earth already! You may be walking around now, but you are definitely not human!"

"Humans have got the Five Main Senses, and you've got none of that! You can't feel anything, your vision is not true, you can't hear me without my spell and you can't smell the fact that your left for has been rotting this whole time!"

"And I don't need to feed you anything to know that you haven't got any taste buds in there, So, what is left of you to call yourself human?!"

The boy froze in shock and terror. She was right. He can't see the way how a human sees. He can't hear using his ears, all this while he could only hear Ysabeau's voice, directly in his head. He can't feel any of the major damage he has sustained, that's why he constantly hurts himself.

"But the biggest reason why I know you aren't human is because of your actions. You lack the sympathy to care for those you've killed. Your actions have caused many to suffer, do you feel any sadness or guilt from that?" asked Ysabeau, clenching her fists.

What makes a human, human? Other than having a specific physical appearance and the five main senses, humans are complex creatures. They can repair small cuts and bruises by themselves but they do not have the power to heal others. They are stuck in a single form, they eat mundane foods.

They laugh, they cry. They kill, they make life. They are contradictory creatures. They are not afraid to lose their lives yet they weep and beg the heavens to live. They are boastful at first but start crumbling like a fallen civilization in the face of death.

Some are selfish, they refuse to see others grow, skill sealing them to satisfy themselves. They get the thrill of trampling on other miserable lives because they can't accept their own being so tragic. They are the ones who use others' misery to climb on top of the food chain.

Some are kind and compassionate, they don't hesitate to throw themselves into danger when it involves others getting hurt. But the reality is hard as the kind and compassionate ones are usually poor and the first to die. That's why humans are more likely to be selfish.

Those who hurt others first would prevent themselves from getting hurt. Strike before your victim does. That is the way of survival, but not why a human is human.

It's their short span of life. They don't live as long as the other beings from the Universe. Since they have got a short lifespan, their thoughts on living are truly beautiful. Live to the fullest, try something new every single day. And the same way they are quick to kill, they are quick to forgive.

Because they have something called 'feelings'. Not to say that other beings do not have such things but humans are better at acting on emotions than practicality. They make life-turning choices and they willingly oppose laws and rules that govern and limit them.

The question every single thing. But when in danger, they are willing to throw aside differences to fight the same enemy.

The child looked conflicted as Ysabeau mentioned those words. Did he... Hurt anyone? Then... Why couldn't he feel remorse? But he could feel the warmth and love with his siblings... Right? He felt so lost as he tried to remember the feeling. His sister was killed by the Valkyrie just moments ago.

He tried his best to feel something, any sadness or anger. But he couldn't. How could he? He doesn't even know if what he had with his siblings is a true bond. His memories reset every time he sets foot into the pod.

Pod... No human lives in that. They live in buildings called 'houses'. They don't have to reset their memories. They are free. They are truly humans. And why was he forced to be such a creature?