Chapter 16:
“When did you realize you didn’t possess the strength,” Kellhus asked, “that more was needed to avert the No-God’s second coming?”
“From the very first I recognized that it was probable,” Moënghus said. “But I spent years assessing the possibilities, gathering knowledge. When the first of the Thought came to me, I was quite unprepared.”
“In this world,” Moënghus said, “there’s nothing more precious than our blood—as you have no doubt surmised. But the children we bear by worldborn women lack the breadth of our abilities. Maithanet is not Dûnyain. He could do no more than prepare the way.”
Indeed, I think here we learn something very important. It isn't just the training that makes Kellhus what he is, they specifically bred the Anisurimbor blood. The Nonman blood. This is why Kellhus is
more.
“You speak as though the Thought were a living thing.”
He could see nothing in the eyeless face.
“Because it is.” Moënghus stepped between the two hanging skin-spies. Though blind, he unerringly reached out to run a finger down one of the many hanging chains. “Have you heard of a game played in southern Nilnamesh, a game called viramsata, or ‘many-breaths’?”
This is the lesson. This is the whole purpose of the encounter. Kellhus learns that he makes the lies true. Is is the living lie, the new lie to overtake Moe.
Let him think I waver.
This is where the honesty ends. Before this, I think the Kellhus is proving to Moe that he really has grasped TTT. After this he plays at attempting to deceive Moe.
“Set aside your conviction,” Moënghus said, “for the feeling of certainty is no more a marker of truth than the feeling of will is a marker of freedom. Deceived men always think themselves certain, just as they always think themselves free. This is simply what it means to be deceived.”
Kellhus looked to the haloes about his hands, wondered that they could be light and yet cast no light, throw no shadow … The light of delusion.
Again, Kellhus learning that he is living a lie, but that it doesn't
matter. It's a lie, but a lie he will
make true.
For the Dûnyain, it was axiomatic: what was compliant had to be isolated from what was unruly and intractable. Kellhus had seen it many times, wandering the labyrinth of possibilities that was the Thousandfold Thought: The Warrior-Prophet’s assassination. The rise of Anasûrimbor Moënghus to take his place. The apocalyptic conspiracies. The counterfeit war against Golgotterath. The accumulation of premeditated disasters. The sacrifice of whole nations to the gluttony of the Sranc. The Three Seas crashing into char and ruin.
The Gods baying like wolves at a silent gate.
Perhaps his father had yet to apprehend this. Perhaps he simply couldn’t see past the arrival of his son. Or perhaps all this—the accusations of madness, the concern over his unanticipated turn—was simply a ruse. Either way, it was irrelevant.
This part is very interesting for the future implications, because it's a theory floated often as to what Kellhus is really after in
The Aspect Emperor. Here, he imagines what he cannot allow to happen, what a Dunyain would do, the implication being, of course, what he
won't do. Or is it? Is it rather that he won't allow
Moe to exact this.
The latter part seems to speak more to the truth. Kellhus even admits at the very beginning of this encounter that he knows he walks on Conditioned ground. Yet, now he doubts Moe could have considered the possibility of his father having anticipated all this?
I find only one way to reconcile all this, in my mind. It is that the entirety of the encounter is premeditated by Moe simply to remove any doubt from Kellhus. Kellhus muses how he has "labyrinth of possibilities that was the Thousandfold Thought" and I think Moe would have known this. What he does now, in allowing Kellhus to seemingly
master the situation is lock in the path of this new Thousandfold Thought.
Cycling back around, this is the whole purpose of the Holy War, the whole purpose of it all, to train up Kellhus to be the
new Thousandfold Thought, to take it where Moe was simply unable to.
Serwë assailed him first, her limbs and blade a whirring blur. But he stopped her with blue-flashing hands, swatted aside her slender figure …
Just as her brother descended, slashing at impossible palms, spinning and kicking, lunging and probing—only to be seized about the throat, to gape and thrash as the blind man lifted him off his feet, to blister and burn as blue light consumed his head, made a candle of his body. The thing’s face cramped open and the blind man threw him slack to the ground.
Consider how easily, even having been stabbed, he dispatches the skin-spies. Yet, we're to believe he couldn't do a thing to prevent Kellhus stabbing him?
“I am dying, Nayu.” Hot whispers in his ear. “I need your strength …”
And what might be the most cryptic quote in the whole series.
He needs his strength for what? If it isn't for a soul transfer, then for what? Could he have foreseen their arrival? Or did Moe have something else planned, but took the opportunity when it presented itself?