Chapter 25 Naming God
"How about calling her Yawei?"
Aroh thought of what He would be called in later generations.
The male god is named Yawei, and if we're talking about goddesses, Yawei seems pretty good too.
Anyway, they are pronounced the same, but it makes it easier for him to distinguish them.
He could never forget what he had just witnessed; it kept swirling in his mind.
"Why is that?"
Araha even suspected that he might have been secretly influenced by the deity before him.
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The phantom seemed to pause for a moment, as if it could see the future, and suddenly exclaimed: "In the Hebrew language, this cannot be pronounced. The name you chose may be very suitable for them and will accompany me for a long time."
There is no language barrier in communication between gods. They speak their own words, but the meaning behind them is naturally understood by other gods.
Aroha is a bit special. From the moment he was born into this world, he was immediately proficient in the language of the Egyptian gods. Except for the moment when he was confused and uttered his name "Ah...ro...ha", he never used the language of his previous life again.
He considered this a secret, and did not want it to be known by other gods, at least not until he became powerful.
The language of the Egyptian gods is different from the language of the heavens where Yavi resides, but that does not hinder their communication.
Humans are different; they don't have divine power, and their different languages naturally create barriers.
The Hebrews have their own phonetic script and language, and the Egyptians also have their own hieroglyphic script.
They always used their own script for writing and records, and were unwilling to use Egyptian hieroglyphs. This was undoubtedly one of the reasons why the gods, priests, and nobles of the Egyptian world targeted the Hebrews.
In Aroha's view, this nation, when living under someone else's roof, did not have the attitude of living under someone else's roof, and therefore "deserved it".
Of course, you can't say such things to the gods in front of you.
"It's alright. Don't you have other voters? I doubt they'd call you that."
From what He just said, there are traces of the descendants of His creations in every world, as if He is playing a grand game.
However, this has nothing to do with Aroha, who preaches and walks the divine path in the human world, while Yawei certainly has her own divine path.
"You're right. From now on, you can call me Yawei, or whatever else you like."
Yawei didn't care about the name, but asked, "Aren't you really going to consider the advice my messengers gave you to come and be king in the Kingdom of Heaven?"
It was clear that He already knew that the angels wanted to exchange the "divine name" from Arahu.
Araha shook his head and did not agree.
Even if he wanted to possess the god before him, he would not choose to serve under the other party and become an angel king.
Unless Yawei herself is also below him, or at least of equal status, he can hardly give it a second thought.
Seeing that Aroha shook his head and sighed, Yawei didn't say anything more, but stretched out a crystal-clear, jade-like hand and came to Aroha.
Without hesitation, Araha extended his palms and struck them together.
The mark of the true name of the sun god Ra was passed on once again through the two palms.
"My friend, I have obtained what I desired, and you will also have your wish."
After obtaining the true name of the god Ra, Yawei did not linger or exchange anything else with Aroha, and simply disappeared into the tent.
For some reason, Araha felt a sense of loss.
Unfortunately, he wasn't strong enough. If he had the strength to win over Yawei, he couldn't even imagine how far his divine realm would have evolved.
If Yawei were to become his god, he would have a place beneath his divine throne, and he would be able to borrow His power.
The world of mythology is vast, so where is there that one cannot go?
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he truly rose to the top in one step.
"Your gaze seems to show disrespect to the Lord."
Sariel seemed to wake from a dream, looked at Aroh, and spoke to remind him.
"Nonsense, I was merely seeing off a friend. Doesn't your god call me a 'friend'? This is simply the duty of friendship between friends!"
Aroha vehemently refuted her words, saying that if an angel knew that he had the idea of taking their "master" as a god, he would fight her to the death.
"By the way, when did Moses lead the Hebrews out of Egypt?"
Sariel was about to leave when she suddenly heard Aroha's question. She replied, "The Lord has already seen Moses in Midian, and he has already set off and is on his way back to Egypt."
"If you are not in a hurry to die in human form, perhaps he can see you, his 'teacher,' one more time."
"There's no need to meet him anymore. Now that he has firmly established his beliefs, he is no longer a member of the 'Putta' school."
Aroh waved his hand, and under Sariel's strange gaze, he looked even older, as if his death was imminent.
"What a strange natural species."
Sariel departed, and Dionysus, the god of wine, watched her go. When he returned and saw Aroha, he was also full of surprise.
"Teacher, what exactly did that woman named Sariel do to you? It feels like your divine power is being drained."
He was unaware that the person who had been primarily communicating with Arakha in the tent was not Sariel, but their master.
The fact that Araha's divine power was drained had nothing to do with Sariel, but rather because Araha glanced at Sariel's Lord.
Aroh glared at the disrespectful drunkard, who was spouting utter nonsense. Any god or human who didn't know better would think he had done something to Sariel.
Dionysus didn't mind at all and suddenly laughed, "Teacher, do you think we should let the Desperate Man know about this and write it in his book?"
In the eyes of his other disciples, Araha was a preacher; but in his eyes, Araha was not only a teacher and a preacher, but also the most "lewd and lustful" deity in the Egyptian world.
Moreover, he felt that doing something with a goddess from another realm was no big deal.
After all, the teacher "Buda" had not been close to women for decades.
If it were his father Zeus, it would be impossible for him not to go out and find a goddess, a spirit, or a woman to do something for such a long time.
He understood Aroha very well, and even felt that writing about this in the book of the desperate would better reflect the humanity of "Puta".
Aroha thought for a moment, but didn't care: "Then go and tell the Desperate Ones. Anyway, I won't even glance at the books you write."
"Okay, I understand."
Dionysus immediately crawled into the tent where the Desperate One was, waking him up.
"What? The teacher just spent a long time alone in a tent with a woman named Sariel?"
Before the Desperate One could speak, among the seven remaining disciples, the young boy Mi, who was only a little over ten years old and just older than the newborn Kons, shared a tent with him and uttered a sound of astonishment.
"I heard that the teacher has been preaching for sixty or seventy years. Judging by his age, he is almost a hundred years old. Can he really still do it?"