Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest

Erebus’ Third Fragment, the Demon King of Miasma, one of the first ones we’ve fought and one we are way too familiar with. Thanks to the efforts of most of the player base and my friends, we were able to defeat him for real, and now his Soul rests sealed within my true body’s fruits, hanging out in a long rest.

Eventually, when he finally wakes up, he’ll be reborn anew, although that hasn’t happened, even after it has been a while since his defeat.

He was supposed to be born some time from now, and slowly dominate the Demon King Continent. And then, once he was done terrorizing that part of the world, he would seep his influence into the Yggdrasil Tree and corrupt the Divine Beasts that Titania abandoned after having the need to take care of the fairies being born from the tree.

Eventually, this led to the Yggdrasil Tree dying from their attack, and leaving the Tree of Beginnings behind, her only son, as the last core of the Forest of Beginnings. However, within the timeline I know, this was supposed to happen very late, when humans already were widespread across the world below.

“Wrong? How?” Mercedes asked Rita.

“You see, if that Miasma guy hasn’t showed up yet, and the End guy appears, well, at the end, the what the hell are they summoning?” Rita wondered.

“Huh?” Mercedes was confused.

“I don’t know where the rest of the races originated, but I am fairly sure that half of them are descendants of the three ancient races and the rest come from the Eastern Continent, which is much more ancient and has developed more than the other.” I said, wondering with my friends as we made our way through the forest.

“By the time the Yggdrasil tree was destroyed, human and elven kingdoms already existed within the Verdant Continent. This means that by this time, just before Cloudia was destroyed, and while Titania was still a baby girl, the Demon King of Miasma hasn’t been born yet!”

“T-Then, if it isn’t the prophesized third demon king, who is it, that will be so strong Cloudia will be destroyed by them?!” Mercedes wondered.

“Well, if the cultists are truly summoning a Demon King here, it can’t be just that one, he would be too weak to blow up a whole continent, right?” My daughter said.

“Then, does this means the Demon King of the End was summoned prematurely already?! It didn’t come just at the end of the entire timeline, but once before that, destroying the ancient floating continent of Cloudia and all of the ancient races living there.” I said. “That’s the only explanation I can think of.

But from what I saw before, the Demon King of the End, once it appears… The world, everything will end. It will bring utter destruction to everything. So it can’t be summoned yet, I think…”

“I-If I am following correctly, this ending demon king… It can’t be summoned now, because the world would have ended by then?” Asked Mercedes.

“Yeah, I think so.” Brisingra nodded. “Then what did they summon?”

“It could be anything.” Mark said. “Maybe its Manifestation, a Vessel, some sort of Demonic Avatar, or even a part of its Soul. Or maybe, something else entirely.

Maybe not even the Demon King, we can’t just think it is definitely that one in specific, even though we know the Demon King of the End inhabits in Hell and this is where the Demons we’ve been fighting come from, which the cultists summon, it doesn’t mean it is just that guy.”

“Hmm, true. Well, we’ll have to find out once we confront them.” I said. “For now, we need as much help a we can.” I looked into the big tree at the distance.

Even if this was a simulation of ancient times, I could still feel the powerful presence of Yggdrasil, her threads of spiritual energy and mana connecting slowly with my own Aura.

She was already greeting me. Her pure essence seeping into my entire body. This couldn’t just be a simulation anymore, whatever this was, it was part of reality, somehow.

Because this energy was too real to be a replication. Maybe things aren’t completely the same, but this world, this entire dungeon, its real, or I want to believe it is.

“Ah, we’re getting closer.” I said, looking up. “The Yggdrasil tree is greeting me, does anybody else feel her presence?”

“I do feel something touching my soul too.” Mark nodded. “It is her then? How interesting, is this truly a simulation?”

“I want to believe it is more than that for now.” I sighed.

“Not even us who are like, nature creatures feel it, right?” Rita asked.

“I do feel it too, yes.” Lily nodded.

“I can feel something faint myself.” Brisingra agreed.

“Mother Yggdrasil…” Nieve muttered almost in silence; she could clearly feel something strong as a fairy.

“The presence of Yggdrasil is so strong, so this is the ancient tree.” Johanna spoke. “I feel so honored to be before her almighty and divine presence, truly.”

“Well haven’t you been around Planta a lot too? She’s quite literally the new Yggdrasil!” Rita complained.

“I-It’s not the same thing!” Johanna said. “She might be some sort of successor, but the true Yggdrasil Tree has no equal. Her brilliance, her spirituality. All eternal and almighty… I can’t believe she died, when she looks so strong and imposing.”

“The Demon King of Miasma killed her, sadly.” I sighed. “And if we don’t stop this entire thing from happening, she might perish again. Let’s hurry.”

We delved deeper into the forest, walking from place to place, and fending all matter of wild beasts that appeared, most of them defending their territories, these were Ancient and Prehistoric monsters, resembling ancient mammals and dinosaurs from Earth’s prehistoric creatures.

Ultimately, we finally made our way to the Walls of Root, which were erected out of the tree’s roots themselves, surrounding the gigantic tree. Inside, we felt the presences of four powerful Divine Beings, much stronger than any Ancient Race, but not as strong as the Gods.

“We’re finally here…”

“W-Who is it?”

The voice of a little girl reverberated from above.

A young Titania greeted us…

“W-Who are you?”

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