Lingering past(2)

I was astounded by the brat's remarkable talent for getting under people's skin. Her self-centered arrogance was on full display, and I couldn't help but be amused by it.

"I am not a pervert; I'm simply amused by your self-centered arrogance," I responded, my voice tinged with a mixture of amusement and defiance.

Julia shrugged dismissively. "Never mind if you already know," she retorted, clearly uninterested in further conversation.

Despite her obnoxious demeanor, I decided to let her off the hook for now. After all, she was still just a bratty child. But it was evident that she had much to learn when it came to managing her fiery temper..

As I pondered the situation, memories from my past life flooded my mind, Julia who graduated from the Freljord Academy become a disciple of Sylvia Oriane, the revered master of the Tower of Temperance and one of the empire's esteemed seven sages.

Julia's talent was exceptional, reaching the peak of 8 stars in magic and becoming the youngest Archmage in history. The people had bestowed upon her the title of the Undying Phoenix and recognized her as the Archmage of Endless Fire, a testament to her unrivaled mastery over flames.

Her accomplishments extended far beyond her magical prowess. Julia had made significant contributions to the field of magic, from developing new formulas and spells to enhancing the proficiency of fire-based magic. But perhaps her most renowned feat was her single-handed victory over Duke Barbotos, the 21st Ruler of Hell.

'Although she eventually ended up dying in the hands of Demons...She indeed was a powerful figure.'

Despite her immense power, fate had dealt her a tragic hand, Julia had met her demise at the hands of demons, driven by her reckless pursuit of challenging Lucifer, one of the seven princes of hell and the almighty ruler of Hell himself.

'She would have become a reliable pillar of humanity if she had lived,' I mused, lamenting the loss of such a formidable figure.

Sometimes what lands a human in a problem will be he himself, so correcting themselves when they became aware of it is the best solution.

Unfortunately, Julia who had just lost her master in the hands of demons was not in her right minds and ended up getting killed by them too. It was very hard loss for humanity who were in search of someone to lean on at that time.

The past, however, remained in the past. Julia von Rozental stood before me now, alive and well in this life. That was what truly mattered.

As the opening ceremony continued, my patience wore thin.

"Thank you Miss Isabella, for the wonderful speech, The entrance ceremony will be starting shortly and I kindly request all the children to take seats..."

Just when I thought the ceremony was about to commence, another teacher stepped onto the stage, preparing to deliver yet another long and tedious speech.

Well, I knew that would happen, still, it was frustrating to endure such mind-numbing rhetoric.

Lost in my own thoughts, my mind began to wander into the future. 

I found myself fixated on a specific date—14th of the month of Dragon, 304th in the calendar of Chronos. Three years and eleven months from today, when the disaster would strike.

Firedragon, Ugram who was entrusted to the care of the Pendragon family, would inexplicably go berserk, wreaking havoc and laying waste to a quarter of the kingdom in a single day.

My fists clenched involuntarily as the memories resurfaced.

'Mother... Father...and...'

My Father, mother, and the still infant brother whom I haven't even seen the face yet, were all consumed by the dragon's flames.

The cause of the event was unknown but the aftermath was catastrophic.

Although the sage of Wisdom, Lucus Traumen, and the grand duke Aden von Agnus managed to slay the rampaging dragon, the losses were unimaginable. Half of the empire's army was decimated, and the fertile southern lands, crucial for the empire's food supply, were lost.

Countless lives were lost and immeasurable wealth was destroyed, all because of the rampage of a single Dragon.

Although, the empire breathed a sigh of relief, a much bigger threat was waiting for the world.

Not long after the dragon was slain, the Demons from hell invaded the land!

Demons from hell, all thirty-six monarchs, began their invasion shortly after the dragon's demise. The six main gods of Heaven, who were supposed to protect humanity, were nowhere to be found.

The gods had abandoned humans!

For us humans, who worshipped them, it felt like a betrayal, a betrayal that humans struggled to comprehend

What happened further was pure Chaos, the demons and dragons unleashed havoc upon the world. The old dragons, awakened by the invading forces, joined in the carnage, indiscriminately slaughtering both humans and demons.

Thus, the world descended into an era of war and survival, where humanity fought desperately against overwhelming odds. It was a time of unimaginable suffering and loss. 

I had lost my right arm, a constant reminder of the battles I had fought. My family, my parents, and my infant brother—they were all snuffed out by the dragon's flames, leaving behind a void that could never be filled. And my master, the one who had guided me through my magical training, had also perished in the turmoil.

Everything that was ever precious to me was lost.

And as if giving me a last blow, I died by falling off a cliff from an unknown enemy.

'My life...It was truly pathetic"

There were no better words to describe it in a better way. I was truly a pathetic man in my past life.

'But now that I have gotten a second chance...'

I will make sure to prevent all the bad things from happening.

Starting from stopping the Berserk of the fire dragon Ugram and preventing the devastation that awaited the kingdom. 

'I am going to protect everything that is precious to me.'

'This time...'

Things will be different from my past life.

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