Around 500 years ago, corruption asded from the abyss.
Monster races multiplied rapidly, growing more than usual, and they became several times stronger individually. Races like orcs, goblins, and kobolds soon ied the world with chaos.
Although they were se, their hunger was not only for food and survival but also for war. When they were ied by the corruption, they tasted power beyond what they should have had and soon became greedy for world domination.
Before anyone could respond, an evil dragon rose as the Demon Lord.
Not only orcs, goblins, and kobolds, but also giants, ogres, and trolls rose up with him, supp his march. Some of the beastkin races, as well as vampires and werewolves, began to succumb to corruption, awakened by their desires.
In the name of spreading chaos and raising humans and other races as livestod sves, they joihe Demon Lord. Not only them, but even other races like elves, dwarfs, taurs, griffins, merfolk, and dragons began to betray each other.
The Age of Chaos. It was what that era was called.
In the middle of that, suddenly, God sent doostle. His name was Romeuf Lumine.
However, because he was born into a poor, almost fallen noble family, the world couldn’t discover him sooner, and he suffered great trials before he could lead humanity to fight back against evil.
He fought valiantly with other heroes, including Urien, the first King of Soulnaught; Merlin, the first Archmage; and the Infich, Man Le Fay.
Almost at the end of the war, before they were about to kill the Demon Lord, Romeuf actually died after fag the Demon Lord alo was an ambush, and there were still unexpis at the time that led to Romeuf’s death.
This i prompted the legendary first Holy Grail ceremony by King Urien, who caught Romeuf’s blood on the cross and drank it to make a holy oath.
After a while, the Demon Lord ambushed Urien too, but Merlin and Man arrived just in time to help him. Other heroes came to assist, and after a week of intetle, the Demon Lord was eradicated.
Among them were the inal heroes from legend, sitting in the same assembly room today: Man, Isaiah, and Vd.
It was Shorof and Nahwu’s great-grandfather who fought in the war alongside them from the Elves’ righteous side, and it was Wekkoun’s grandfather who apahem from the Dwarves’ side.
At the time, even the Merfolk were joining the war, led by Aidyl’s great-grandfather.
The taurs, Werewolves, akin leaders were always chosen from the stro members of their tribes, so the heroes from their races who fought in the war in the past were mostly their retives’ elders. But they also shared the pride and glory.
The one who delivered the final blow to the Demon Lord’s heart was Urien Soulnaught himself. However, it was Romeuf whinally led them. He died, leaving behind a legacy as a martyr.
“Mana poisoning was very on at the time, and it was almost uable because the symptoms were very simir to those of a on cold at first. But normal people would soon suffer a great deal in the blink of an eye,” Man said.
“But how could we not notice that Shorof was being poisoned by corrupted mana all this time?” Tashr's face fell in shock. “Even though the symptoms were not very particur… how could we…”
“The amount of corrupted mana was not small, but small enough to not cause immediate harm,” Man expined.
“Shorof is a very strong girl, and it took time for those items to actually cause an effe her body. Not to mention, this is the Great Forest, where the World Tree lives,” Man tinued.
She then expined further that, in this pce, where the purification effect was the most intehose people obviously o do something about the corrupted mana to not only hide its prese also keep it as an effective poison that wouldn’t be purified so easily.
“Your Holiness is saying that it's obvious they desighis especially to harm Shorof?” Tashr was in shock, but more so angry. “They… actually dare?!”
After the long war between the pure souls and the Demon Lord, the world was corrupted with filth. Bck, ink-like mud olluting almost everywhere in this world, and even this ti’s nd couldn’t be cultivated for a while.
Man and other saints spent a hundred years purifying this ti pletely. The other four tis in the world and the rest of the isnds were still too barren and corrupted for any living being to survive there. Not to mention the os.
Of course, these tis wouldn’t be empty either. Demons, or so people called corrupted creatures, still lived there. But they weren’t many, and they lived miserably in the barren nd anyway.
The only creatures still freely walking and multiplying on those corrupted nds were the undead and ghouls.
For the rest of millennia, Man worked to purify the nd and the water, alone, because she was the only orong enough to do so, and no other Saints were as free as her.
Not to mention, there was still strife and wars among the survivors of the war. Man was tireless. She not only ran around purifying the world little by little but also acted as a judge for humans and other creatures, stopping wars and maintaining order.
“Did you know who poisoned your father?” Man softly inquired of Burn, who looked cold and rigid ever sihe truth about the disease surfaced.
“Caliburn…” Man grasped his arm, looking at him worriedly.
Burn shook his head. “I didn’t know it was Mana Poisoning. He suffered secretly for a very long time, and no doctor or physi—no one—could diagnose him. I only found out three months before his st breath, and after that, his dition worsened rapidly.”
Man’s eyes shook. “Not even the experienced Elven physi diagnose Shorof… what human physis, who could mostly live a hundred years, know? Did you bme yourself?”
Burn didn’t answer, but his jaw was stiff. He did kill his father to end his suffering, although forcibly.
He was so stubborn—that man.
But now that he khe in of the illness, Burn was as angry, or even ahan Tashr. He was actually about to ask Man about Shorof and why she removed the items from her room ter, after this meeting cluded, but now, he regretted not asking her earlier.
Wheopic of his father’s death emerged, he decided to reveal it, but he didn’t expect…
Man hugged him tighter.
“There’s something… I o say to everyone here. It’s been long overdue,” Man said. She lifted her fa and said as gently as possible, calming Burn, “I know you want to go and find the culprit as soon as possible now, but you… you listen to what I’m about to say first?”
“Yes,” Burn squeezed her upper arm in his embrace. “That is important, but you are the most important thing to me right now.”
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Sleep deprivation is like being high they said. I 't afford drugs so I never felt it before, so this is the closest to being high I will ever be. Anyway, this is 4 chapters. I'll add some more I had skipped ter. Also, I'm going to announething, so read till the end o post!
