The Lord of Despair

Tales of Gods and Devils passed through history, through ancient tomes and relics. Eons had passed, bringing down the records while personas of different races twisted the truth.

However, like a burning candle fighting against a strong wind, an incarnation of the past breaks out of the cycle of reincarnation. His god's soul which was passing through time finally awakened at one tiny corner of an uncivilized land.

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Glimmering light broke out of the dawn as the eternal sun shimmered the glaze village with its holiness. The village located at the base of the Shining Mount was radiating liveliness in all directions - like the sun itself. The village was bustling with clamorous noises which reflected the enthusiasm of people.

Most of the villagers in the glaze village lived off the land and were blocked off from the outside news. This made them more gentle and caring- which didn't happen in the outside world.

"It was my fault... I let them die," A cool voice filled with slight guiltiness reverberated across the plain as the sun came to a standstill at the slopes of the mountain.

At one corner of the Heavenly Cliff, located at the shining mount, several miles away from the village, a handsome youngster could be seen. The boy was tall and broad-shouldered, with a mop of jet black hair and heavy, solemn brows that were offset by a boyish face. A pair of eyes the color of the pitch-black sky that kept slipping down his long nose. A sad smile hung down his face as he gazed upon the sun. He glanced above while sighing, "Do I even deserve to have a second chance? After betraying my family, friends, and the world, I still stand alive while they have faded into history. Isn't life funny?"

The young boy was once known as the legendary Lord of Despair, Eria- a fearsome lord who once had reigned over many lives.

Currently, the Lord's 'young' heart was shaken like never before. It was as though he had awoken from a nightmare in a sudden fright, and wasn't able to differentiate reality and illusion. To him, it was quite ironic; as once a lord of despair, he was in despair himself.

After his near-death experience from the fight against the demons, he was sure that he wasn't going to see the world again, but against his expectation, the Lord of Rebirth- one of the three Supreme God gave him a chance. His soul along with others passed through countless reincarnations and finally awoke as it was on the verge of being fissionable.

The Evil gods and Righteous Gods had waged war on each other since time had commenced. As Evil gods were formed from counterparts of righteous gods, they shared an opposite viewpoint to righteous gods. As the Lord of rebirth was one of the Righteous Gods, it was quite surprising that he would choose to give the Evil gods another life.

As the most compassionate God, witnessing the fall of his realm, it might have triggered an emotional response. However, Eria wasn't sure himself as he wasn't in a state to comprehend the situation during the war, let alone now when his thoughts were in samples and most of his memories were hidden or either lost.

Eria's God's soul was hidden inside the body for fifteen years. While he was in a life-death situation, the god soul that was in slumber awoke. After his soul arose, the two different souls merged to form one complete being.

"What was the point in that conflict? We were just fools hoping for destruction!" Eria muttered as he gazed upon the scarlet sun, which was slowly hiding behind the damp clouds. The sudden memory disrupted his heart, and it almost made him want to vomit his inside.

While he was doubting his past mistake, a figure hopped towards his direction. Sneaking behind, it glanced at him with a few giggles.

"Brother Eria, come quickly. Mom and Dad are worried about you, " A pleasant voice drifted across the cliff as an adorable figure hopped across the bushes and came before Eria. Her small feats landed on the edge of the cliff. She looked around for a while, she said, "Do you have the rainbow flower I asked for?"

At a glance, the girl dressed in green looked to be thirteen to fourteen years of age. She was as fair as snow with charming rosy lips and a delicate nose. Although the girl was born in a village, she gave out the presence of royalty. After living with her for almost his entire life, he knew that she was no ordinary creature, but when he reawoke his memory, he discerned that she was a goddess, however a righteous creature.

Although he hadn't yet digested all the information, he felt like there was no longer any point in having a grudge on the righteous gods. Although they had betrayed Evil Gods several times, it was for a better future. Both groups of gods wanted a better future for the spirit realm.

Eria's face softened as he smiled a little upon seeing his new sister. She wasn't his soul related sister, nor did she share the same blood as the current him. Instead, she was a non-biological sister to the Eria - the two didn't share the same parent.

Her family adopted the original Eria at the age of two, hoping that they could raise him until he could stand on his own feet and help them when they got sick or old. It had been about nine years since then, and they looked upon him as their own child.

"I couldn't find any," said Eria as he lifted his bare hands slightly while smiling from ear to ear. "And, I guess I can't keep on spoiling you. You should know that they are quite hard to find and fetch for quite a sum."

The girl sourly smiled while she saw Eria's cheeky smile. Her small, cute face started to slowly form a doleful expression as she saw him empty-handed.

However, tears could escape from her eyes, Eria pulled out a flower from his pocket. "I am joking!" he said as a flower with seven beautiful petals curling at the edges from the summer heat, suddenly appeared in his hands.

The girl's facial expression quickly changed as her gaze landed on the floor that suddenly appeared in Eria's bronze hand. Her hands went out to snatch it, but she quickly retreated it back right after.

"You can have it Rin," Eria said as he threw the flower to the little girl. The girl sweetly smiled and caught the flower in a hurry.

"Thanks, Brother," said the girl as she put the flower inside her woolen sac carefully. While she was about to close her sac, Eria noticed a tingle of red radiating out of her arm. It formed an arc and seemed to be created from an act of a demon.

"Are your hands alright?" Eria quickly grabbed her hand to see the wound. Although it wasn't deep, it seemed quite distressing to see his little sister enduring the pain.

"It's alright," The girl said as she pulled her arm while blushing slightly. "I encountered a demonic rabbit on the way, that's all."

Not satisfied with Rin's response, Eria grabbed her hand and used whatever pitiful mana he had to heal her. Slowly, the wound recovered, although a small scar remained.

"Wow, you can already do that! " The girl exclaimed as she saw her wound close up. She looked up to his face and said with surprise," Your mana has increased so much! And, it seems you have better healing knowledge. Are you secretly training without telling your sister?"

Mana was the external and internal energy that supported life, so it wasn't astonishing that it could heal the wound. But for it to treat such a big wound was quite a big deal, especially for Eria, as she knew her brother wasn't talented nor proficient in light magic.

However, Eria didn't display any excited expression as he knew that it was mainly because of the power of the Goddess of light. He just needed to trigger it to heal Rin. In terms of talent, the body Eria currently occupied could be the worst one he ever encountered upon on his life; it was fundamentally talentless.

However, he still put a smile after knowing that his sister was alright. He said nothing concerning his mana as he didn't want to disappoint her.

"Let's go, "

After making sure that Rin was completely fine, he softly sighed. After that, he grabbed Rin's hand and headed towards the myriad forest, as it was the only way for them to get back to the village.