I Scored Zero on the Awakening Test, but I See Through Gods

One is building a high platform in the debate between good and evil, and the other is hiding in the game of black and white. One is covered with white feathers that melt in the morning bell, and the other is wrapped with the black wings that grow among the evening drums. He is sitting on the throne. Outside the window, the people in the city are praising this wise new king who understands everything.