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Side Story EP2. destruction of the continent

It’s been a while since I had a dream. A nightmare about a past that I want to forget, that I don’t want to remember, or even think about.

I don’t know when I was born. I don’t even know who my mother is or who my father is.

From the moment I could open my eyes and distinguish between objects, there were children similar to me around me.

However, my childhood was not depressing.

There were many friends around me who looked like me, and not only me, but everyone was raised by many adults without parents.

More than anything, I really enjoyed my time learning witchcraft. I think it was fun too.

okay. Obviously, learning witchcraft was fun back then.

Since we were raising children together in the fox tribe where we lived, we lived without knowing parental love or family affection, but it was okay.

I had friends who could replace the affection of my family, and I had a master master who was the best witch doctor of the fox tribe and was in charge of magic classes. Master was not only a teacher to me, but also a mother and family member.

I was happy every day, and as I grew older, I fell deeper into witchcraft.

I remember that day, even though it was winter, it was an unusually warm day. Since it was a day when the stream flowing near the tribe wasn’t frozen at all, it probably wasn’t just my mood.

“Master! Master!”

“Huh? What’s going on, Jorin? What is it that makes our Yorin so excited?”

“Hehe. I have something to show you! like this… If you do it!”

I proudly showed Master the butterfly made up of red flames blooming on my hand.

This meant that I had ascended to the fourth stage of witchcraft, ‘purification’, at an age when I had not yet reached adulthood, and it was a stage in which I began to deal with the properties of nature in earnest.

I hoped that Master would praise me and praise me as usual. however,

“Yorin… … .”

Master’s reaction to this state that I had worked hard to reach was not one of pride, but ‘pity.’

Master did not ultimately tell me the reason for his sad face. I just stroked my head endlessly.

I liked the warm and somewhat languid touch so much that I didn’t ask why.

I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling, like a spring day when I was standing in the warm sunlight for a long time.

Master opened his mouth after a long time.

“Yorin, should I make just one promise with this teacher?”

“Yes!”

“Let’s keep the fact that Yorin did something so proud that only Yorin and the teacher know. Don’t tell other kids or adults.”

“I understand! Hehe.”

At that time, I didn’t wonder why. I just decided to do it because my teacher said I should do it.

Was it because I answered without any hesitation? That day, Master showed me a sincere and beautiful smile for the first time.

And from that day on, my level of sorcery rose really steeply.

It had to be that way, because I don’t know what Master said to the clan elders after that day, but I was able to spend all day and all the time with Master.

It was quite a long time. It was the time before I, a very small child, became an adult.

Those days were truly like a dream, beautiful and sparkling jewels to me. It was happy, warm, and enjoyable.

Was it because he was happy?

When I was just about to become an adult, my level of magic had risen considerably.

From the 4th stage of purification, through the 5th stage of transformation, beyond the 6th stage of knowledge of the earth, he reached the 7th stage of earth harmony.

It is the 7th stage of witchcraft, Earth Harmony.

Master was delighted and said that this was an unprecedented event in the history of the fox tribe.

And that day, for some reason, Master was excited and even took out the alcohol he had been saving. A special drink that only the fox tribe can make.

Usually, it is a drink that was made in childhood and consumed on the first night with a man who was supposed to serve him, but Master smiled happily without saying a word and unsealed the drink that day.

Was it because he was soaked in that happiness?

Or was Master doing something else?

When I emptied all the alcohol containers, which were neither too big nor too small, I fell asleep without knowing anything about the world.

And I woke up feeling indescribable pain. An unstoppable energy stirring inside.

This was clearly referring to magical power, or spirit.

A similar amount of spirit was entering my body as I had at level 7.

And it was a very familiar and friendly spirit.

“Teacher… Mr.?”

[Our good Yorin. I’m sorry that the teacher can only do this much.]

“Master?!”

[Will you listen to the teacher’s last request?]

Then I could clearly see it. Master is already dying.

Nod…

So all I could do was nod my head while shedding tears.

[Won’t you add to this teacher’s weak power and make sure that you reach heaven even after you become an adult?]

I wanted to tell Master that even if he doesn’t die, he can reach heaven. However, my throat was clogged with pain and sadness and I could not get any words out.

All I could do was nod my head while shedding tears.

[then. Our Yorin must be healthy. I’m sorry teacher for not being able to protect you until the end.]

“Ugh!”

No, I wanted to tell you that I was really happy. I wanted to call you Mom, not Master. That’s how happy I was.

However, in the end, no voice came out, and the teacher who handed over both the fox bead and the spirit to me turned into light and passed away without leaving a body.

And a few months later, I learned why Master went to such lengths to raise me to the state of heavenly vision.

That day was a little different.

It was the day I became an adult.

It was a day when all the fox tribe children born on the same day, including me, gathered in front of the tribe’s altar.

Unlike everyone else’s excitement, all that excitement was meaningless to me.

After the day my teacher passed away, my world, which was full of natural colors, turned colorless.

Moreover, for me, who had not yet reached the eighth level of celestial vision or magic as instructed by the teacher, such a meaningless event did not impress me at all.

I only joined the tribe at the request of my teacher. Otherwise, I would have already gone into the rugged mountains, retreated, focused on my training, and been training to climb to heaven.

While I was worrying about witchcraft, the coming of age ceremony came to an end.

The problem occurred then.

The clan’s annual event of blessing with fox beads from ‘Ari’, the great chieftain and shaman who founded the clan, was the event that marked the end of the coming of age ceremony.

The moment Chief Ahri’s fox bead touched me, I felt something was wrong.

I almost fainted because I felt like my consciousness was falling into a deep, dark abyss. It was something that made me feel so far away from the tremendous mental power that I fainted at the time when I was on the verge of seeing heaven, the 8th level of magic!

It felt like eons had passed, but looking at the reactions of those around me, it didn’t seem like a long time had passed.

However, time is not the issue,

“Oh! Finally, the successor that Ari mentioned!”

The problem was the reaction of the tribe’s older elders.

When I was thinking about leaving the tribe soon, they made a fuss about me calling me a ‘successor.’

To me, whose judgment was already distorted, I wanted to be annoyed by the behavior of the elders, but it was like watching an animation featuring a child throwing a tantrum.

Of course, I told him that I was not the heir and that I was coming of age and would leave the tribe.

Then, quite naturally, the tribe’s elders and chieftain also tried to ‘subdue’ me.

There was no one strong enough in my tribe to guess that I had reached the semi-superhuman level of heavenly vision, so it would be a foolish thing to attempt.

Now that my teacher is dead, they are stupid elders who can’t even guess what my state is, let alone my opponent.

Moreover, I clearly caught a glimpse of the 8th stage in the time that passed differently through Ari’s fox bead.

There is no shaman who can stop me now that I am almost at my best. The highest-level elder is at the level of 6th level knowledge, so what can I say?

“Please… … !”

In the end, I couldn’t do it, so I cried and cried and clung to it. I should have struck it down resolutely then.

This was my first mistake.

Was it because of Master’s request? Or is the affection that I have lived with so scary?

I don’t know.

The chief and the elder fell down and started crying, and all the other fox tribe members also fell down and begged me. Ask them to lead you.

This was the position of elder that I was given. The first thing I did, as an elder and future chieftain, was to prepare for war with the nearby Langin tribe and wolf beastmen.

The most incomprehensible behavior I had while living in the fox tribe was the problem with the Langin tribe.

A drink that the fox tribe drinks once in their lives. This is the drink he said he would drink when someone he serves appears.

This liquor was intended to be consumed by the Fox tribe when it was offered to the Langin tribe at regular intervals as an offering. It means getting drunk and overcoming physical and mental pain.

marriage?

It’s not that warm.

Like a magistrate, he supports the fox tribe and is protected by the wolf tribe. Words are protection, it was just like begging them not to attack.

Then, if the child she gives birth to is of the Langin tribe, the wolf tribe takes her in, and if the child is of the fox tribe—mostly only females are born—the fox tribe takes her in and raises them jointly.

I was probably born that way too. maybe.

This tribal life seemed so unreasonable to me, who had reached the level of a shaman who had reached the level of a semi-superhuman.

Some elders expressed concern, but together with the tribal shamans, I attacked the wolf-beast tribe, and there were no bastards there who could stop me from reaching the state of heavenly vision.

Now life has turned around in an instant.

The fox tribe, which previously lived like slaves to the wolf tribe, now treats the wolf tribe like slaves.

When I thought that the other beastmen tribes around me had consolidated their power to some extent by merging one by one, I entered the closed temple to reach the final level of witchcraft and delegate the affairs of the tribe to the elders.

And that was my second mistake.

These people have lived their entire lives as slaves. And I found it very funny that people who had lived their entire lives as owners were living in a situation where their leadership had changed.

It would have been better to appoint a young fox tribe member who had not lived as a slave as the leader.

I don’t know the details of whether the existing elders were cajoled, threatened, or lured by the former leaders of the enslaved wolf tribe.

When I reached the highest level of heaven and magic and returned to the tribe, the tribe had not changed at all from before.

Again, like a slave, I opened my crotch to the Langin people and was ruled by them.

It was absurd at first. And I was angry.

I was going to kill all these bastards.

However, due to the elders’ dissuasion that there was a lack of combat troops within the tribe, only the older ones were killed.

This is my third mistake. I should have dried the seeds then.

When I think back, if I dig into the reason for my foolish behavior, it might be because I wanted to be loved too.

Like my late teacher, I may have hoped that someone in my tribe would look up to me and not fear me, but just cherish and love me.

The escaped wolf beastmen brought in the distant but most powerful tribe and kingdom, the Tiger people.

A sluggish war began.

Even though they had reached the state of Heavenly Harmony, the Tigers were so strong that they could not rest even for a moment. Like skilled warriors, they used the Force, had naturally strong bodies, and above all, used a strange ability called Gangshin.

When I defeated all 50,000 Tigers, I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even lift a finger.

When I noticed that the atmosphere of the elders who approached me was strange, I had lost my fox bead.

“Why?”

At that point, I wasn’t even angry. All I could do was wonder why it was like that.

Defeated the strongest Hoin army in the vicinity. Now, if we organize ourselves and invade, if we enslave the Tigers, only happy days await us.

There will be no more war, and as long as I live, the moment when the fox tribe will become the masters of the continent is just around the corner.

But why?

“Do you want the position of chieftain?”

“It’s not like that. Young chieftain.”

“Then? The situation is like this, why are you carrying so much weight? Speak comfortably. Oh, I didn’t mean to say anything. I’m just curious. Now all you have to do is suck the honey, why are you doing that?”

“Because it was better before.”

“I liked it better? under! I don’t like it, and even races are gasping under other dogs and living as sexual desire? ”

Did you say you’re not angry? I will correct it. Angry. A little too much!

“Yes! It was better then! We don’t have to know things like witchcraft that will give us headaches! As long as you dress up and take care of your appearance, the Langin tribe will protect you! We are the elders! But why do we have to look at them for not being able to do witchcraft or magic better than younger ones? For us fox people, as long as we have a pretty face, a good body, and excellent sexual intercourse skills! All you have to do is do that! Is it witchcraft or magic? It’s better than the headache!!”

Ah, correct me again. The anger that had been building up at the idiot’s overly confident answer quickly disappeared.

That’s stupid. What can I do if I get angry while talking to an idiot? We’ll just become fools together.

“Ah~. I see. She likes living as a prostitute, so she’s trying to kill me, who saved me from the invasions of other tribes. Did you know I was going to say, “That’s right?!” You idiots?”

Even though my Spirit is at the bottom and my stamina has dropped to the point where I can’t fall any further, I’ve already gathered enough strength to clean up this garbage.

“Ar-Umbo (Forest Shield)!”

Those with low magic power.

“Wow, we fully expected this too!”

Quick-.

At that moment, the being that appeared like an arrow behind the elders and broke the fox bead was the son of the chieftain of the Rangin tribe, who had tried to kill them all but had saved them.

“I trusted my son!”

In the meantime, that idiot boasts about being his son. Will the wolf tribe, the Langin tribe, truly recognize the fox tribe as their mother? No, absolutely not. No one in history has ever done that.

What a stupid bitch. It’s a frustrating year, a pitiful year.

Phew!

“Why… … ?!”

“Aaaah!!”

“What, what! This is a wrong promise!”

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just as expected. The Langin tribe that destroyed my fox bead and his gang started hunting the elders. From the elder who was the first to claim that she was the mother.

“Which wolf tribe would be proud enough to recognize something like a meat toilet as their mother?”

Do you know why I call those Langin bastards bastards?

This is because those cubs do not hesitate to have sex with the fox woman who gave birth to them.

His father had him, and he took the fox tribe woman who gave birth to him like a slave and made her pregnant.

Regardless of what they do or what they look like, they are all bastards for whom the word ‘asshole’ is appropriate.

“Assholes. Things that can’t even attack in front of you can take form. By the way, you guys are screwed now.”

“Us? Hehehe. That must be you. The evil temptress, Yorin.”

“What do you say? You idiot. What do you think will happen if a shaman, or even a shaman who has reached heaven, runs wild?”

“… What?”

“You don’t know, right? That’s why I hear you guys are worse than dogs. 이 개새끼야. It’s scary when a wizard or a knight goes wild, but it’s the rampage of a shaman who unites with nature and dominates it. I’m curious too. What will happen? Well, you’ll be the first to die. So it’s not particularly unfair.”

It’s true. And it’s also a lie.

The story about the shaman’s rampage is true. To say that it is not unfair is a lie.

I tried to show off a little because I wanted to see the bastards panicking and shaking with fear.

It is unfair. I feel like I’m going crazy because I’m so unfair.

I worked hard and endured everything for the sake of my tribe, but the last of the shamans who reached heaven was not Deungseon (登仙), but a runaway due to the betrayal of the same tribe.

“I will leave my last will. Something like the annihilation of the Langin people.”

The surrounding energy is already overflowing and starting to shake wildly. Not only the Rangin people but also everyone else outside the tent felt it and felt it coming towards us.

“On this continent, even if there is a Langin tribe that has no relation to you, they will definitely wipe out all of them, from babies to old people, leaving no trace.”

The voice that comes out of my mouth is not my usual voice.

It was like a broken flute somewhere, mixed with the sound of wind leaking.

But it’s okay.

The meaning was fully conveyed, and the Rangin people I saw before they turned red were terrified.

And as I declared, this final will, like a shaman who has reached heaven, will become the will of nature and be passed down to all beastmen.

My vision turned red.

When I came to my senses again, there was a man I had never seen before my eyes.

I don’t know why I came to my senses again.

I also don’t know how that man can stand in front of me unharmed.

There wasn’t a single blade of grass to be seen around the man. There was no energy of life not only around the man, but anywhere in the widespread air.

“Someone will appear who will cherish and love you more than your teacher.”

He looked at me with pitiful eyes that looked like he was about to shed tears at any moment and suddenly said that.

At the same time, I went into a place called Card, fell asleep for a long time, and stayed awake for quite some time.

In the process, I found stability and my personality gradually changed. Not the me when I was a leader and every day was difficult and tiring, but the me when I was a child with my teacher.

And as the man said at the time, I now have no doubt that there is someone who will ‘save me supremely.’

◈ ◈ ◈

It’s been a while since I had a dream. I don’t want to remember, but now it’s a normal dream.

I miss him. He loves me so much.

“I love you.”

Is this also a dream? If this dream of him telling me that he loves me is a nightmare, I hope I don’t wake up.

“I love you. Meiya.”