A Druid's Memory part 1

I'm walking through a green forest

How long has it been...

How long has it been since I was born...

The first of the races didn't come out of a womb...

They were made fully adults and aware by the gods...

But I wasn't one of the firsts...

I was the first of the seconds...

I was born from my mother and father...

The King and Queen of our race...

I was told that I was the first to be born from a womb...

I was told that I'm the princess of our race and it's future queen...

I remember when I was ten...

I was finally given a name....

Well since I was the first to be born I was also the first to need to be named...

But because Druid's are lax about everything I was kept unnamed so I can pick my own as I like...

I didn't know if my parents were stupid or wise because of that...

Still I was grateful...

I was confused on what to name myself...

So kept thinking while walking through our forest....

I come upon a bee hive....

I remember it stores a sweet sap that I tasted before...

After taking some of it and tasting I remembered it's name..

Honey.....

I like it...

I never tasted anything else so delicious or sweet before...

So I ran back home and declared my new name...

Mom and dad thought it was beautiful...

And everyone kept saying it every time they greeted me...

I also got some honey treats from the adults constantly so that was a bonus...

Our race the druid is the race that worships the God of Darkness...

Our bodies are made to ethereal phantoms...

Were more akin to spirits than people...

Still we have mass and solid forms so not much is deferent

Only that we don't require food the same way other races do...

We live by absorbing nature magic constantly...

And because of that we can live theocraticaly forever as long as we can absorb magic...

Our race does not have physical limitations like other races...

We can use strength as much magic allows us.

And our magic power can be used to cast spells as well.

We don't tire...

We don't need sleep ...

A perfect race....

An extinct race....

The Druid race lives and dies by magic...

And if the magic isn't stable...

Our existence isn't stable...

When I reached 200 years of age..

Something happened...

A great magical instability occurred...

And many of our Druid's died..

Including my parents...

I became a queen...

When we asked about what happened th gods answered...

A great magical being called a Demon Lord was born and caused a great instability...

That was supposed the end of it...

I wish...

Soon after that magical fluctuations occurred regularly...

And every time one come a few of us die...

No one was at fault...

When the gods designed the world it was supposed to be peaceful and stable...

But every time magical beings are born or clash...

The world shakes...

It does not affect someone who has a physical existence...

But the Druid's aren't physicall...

They are made of magic...

If we have to make an example

Imagine a regular human...

He's made from earth...

Yet if an earthquake came he's swept with it...

That's how magical fluctuations are to us...

The gods tried to keep the world as stable as they can...

But it wasn't enough...

One by one they all died...

One by one they all vanished...

Not even a corpse was left...

I saw the faces of dispair...

I saw the faces of anger...

I saw the faces of fear...

I saw the faces of acceptance....

But at the end all my race died while smiling...

Druid's are wise...

We understand our part in the cycle...

If we lived forever I doesn't matter...

If we died tomorrow...

Well that's that....

I was the first of our race to be born....

I was also the last one to be born...

No one else came from a womb...

And because I was born in this world I had some resistance for these fluctuations...

But not for long...

Alone in the forest...

No one with me..

All have gone...

All have vanished...

I feel my being shaken...

I feel myself fading....

I have no regrets...

I've done my best...

I'll wait until I'm gone then follow my kin...

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???? : "That doesn't have to be the case"

*PIERCE*

Alein: "HEYYYY WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU

WHO AIMS A SPEAR AT SOMEONE THE MOMENT THEY MEET THEM?!"

Honey: "this is the Druid's territory...

Even if they are gone I won't allow someone else here as long as I live...

???? : " CALM DOWN

I'm not someone Dangerous ALRIGHT MY NAME IS ALEIN"

*PIERCE*

Alein: "WHY DID YOU ATTACK AGAIN

I TOLD YOU I WAS THE GODDESS ALEIN"

Honey: "oh... Your that Alein"

Alein: "WHO ELSE BUT ME HOLDS THE NAME...

Well at least now I have your attention"

*PIERCE*

Alein: "WHYYYYYY ARE YOU STILL ATTACKING ME?!"

Honey: "well... I never hunted a goddess before...

Seems like a good opportunity...

How do you taste?"

Alein: "IF I DIED MY BODY WILL VANISH

WOULD YOU STOP ALREADY

I'M NOT FOOD"

Honey: " I see"

*PIERCE*

Alein: "WHAT NOW"

Honey: " nothing...

You're just really annoying...."

Alein: "Help me Whaley"

Chapter end