Demon Lord 3

Chapter 1883 Compassion

I used to think that being born out of wedlock was a terrible thing, but after thinking about it carefully, someone who would give anything to save his mother truly deserves our pity and help. Over time, I've come to realize that we shouldn't define a person's entire character based on just one aspect of their identity. He was born out of wedlock, something he couldn't control; it was his parents' decision. His mother was also forced into it. We can't say his father was a bad person, since the father we knew before didn't have that side to him. People are inherently unpredictable, and so-called sincerity only applies to certain people at a particular moment. Sometimes, everyone has multiple facets; people with two faces are probably rare. For example, how I treat elders is definitely different from how I treat employees, and how I treat friends and enemies is also different. If everyone acted the same way, wouldn't everything be chaotic? Over time, you'll realize these are all quite normal things. Don't think these people are two-faced or have a hundred different faces. They are indeed different people at different times. I am still me, just acting differently now than then. Often, everyone thinks their actions are out of necessity, while others are doing it intentionally. But if you change your perspective, the other person might also be forced into a corner, with no other choice, or perhaps it's because they've hurt their loved ones. The more I thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. It's not that what this person said was wrong, but rather that they would do this to save their mother or father, even if their parents were no longer alive. The resurrection isn't actually about resurrecting parents, but about resurrecting the deep-seated obsession within. Sometimes, sincerity truly does beget sincerity; people are made of flesh and blood. When looking at such situations, if it's someone you remember vividly, you'll replay that person in your mind a thousand times over. That person will play out in your mind a thousand times over, even if it's not the current person, but even the person from back then. You'll still help and care for them without hesitation. In such a situation, if that person has even the slightest problem, those who care about them will rush to their aid without hesitation. Perhaps that person themselves doesn't have much power, but those whose hearts are filled with that person will charge forward without looking back because they're not saving the person in their hearts, but saving themselves. This person may have had similar experiences to me back then, perhaps they lent me a hand in my time of need, or perhaps they were someone who struggled alongside me on a difficult path. At that time, everyone else was like a knife stabbing at me, and only you were the sun illuminating my path. We may not have been able to offer much help, but we had compassion. This compassion can be divided into several parts: some arise from those who acted in the same way or were on the same side; others arise from those who stood on the moral high ground; still others arise from the other person's moving speech and soul-stirring words. But no matter what kind of compassion it is, I feel it's different here. Although we have compassion for this illegitimate child, upon careful consideration, isn't this illegitimate child also a human being? They are also born of parents. Even if the rights of the original spouse and children are violated, they are still a single person. These actions have nothing to do with the children. They cannot choose their future before they are born, so blaming the previous generation is fine with me. But abusing the next generation is problematic. Sympathy is for the pitiful, not for those who pretend to be pitiful while actually reaping huge profits. These people have little autonomy, especially from childhood. They don't even know their own identity or their position. When the mask is removed, perhaps they didn't even put it on themselves. In this situation, a barrage of insults and rumors follow. It's hard to know whether to hate the father or the mother, who both gave them life, yet they bring rumors upon them. Is this right or wrong? Perhaps it's just a test from heaven. Over time, we will find that many people will impose the debts of their parents on their children, saying that the children are also wrong. But what do they know? They were young then. Perhaps they won't know this until their parents pass away and it's time to divide the inheritance.