Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest

Tyrone, the one that caused the most damage while I wasn’t there to help, a mighty Cursed Energy Sorcerer that has lived for over a hundred years, according to Rose, he had been seen in many places all across America, from the north to the south.

Whenever a big event happened, that man was involved. He was terrifyingly powerful, and many other supernatural government organizations had tried taking him down many times, failing miserably in every attempt, and always with many loses.

According to Elisa, he had seemed inconspicuous at first, but ended becoming the greatest threat, he had first attempted to steal and “devour” my Domain to gain more power, which would have instantly defeated everyone if he did, and might have even killed me in the process.

However, he was stopped by them, my secret guardians, the Druids. They put their life on the line, to fight such a monster…

And two…

Two died, protecting me…

…

I-I don’t even know what to do.

I feel so devastated I…

I am just completely speechless.

I wish I could have known them better.

If only… I could have helped them.

Even though I always try to save others, two precious lives were lost because of me.

“Even with these loses, the man that your group had just slain was considered a threat to the whole country,” said Rose. “We will be forever thankful to you and your family and friends, your heroic deeds had already been reported to the government, and you will all receive great rewards too.”

“He had a bounty on his head as well,” Albert crossed his arms.

“H-How much?” wondered Rita, swallowing saliva.

“Probably over a hundred billion USD,” said Albert. “Although there’s nothing left of him aside from a few ashes, we can use them as proof of his death.”

“Woah… Can I get a part of that?” Rita asked.

“Money will never bring back the dead…” I sighed, standing up. “Talking about money now… It would be too disrespectful for them, Rita. If it wasn’t for their sacrifice, that monster wouldn’t had been slain. Do you understand? So please…”

“Ah! I-I understand, sorry…” Rita nodded, lowering her head. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t intend to offend their efforts. Please forgive me, Elayne…”

“It’s fine…” I walked out of the house. “Rose, Albert, you can tell me more about that man and whatever clues you have about that organization tomorrow. Tonight I need to perform a proper funeral. It is the least I can do for them.”

“I… okay,” Rose nodded. “Can we stay? We would like to be there. Those people, those druids from Europe… they were incredible and brave people. They’re our heroes.”

“It would be an honor if we could watch their funeral in silence, we swear we will only watch,” said Albert. “We want to pay our respects.”

“…It’s fine,” I nodded.

I just couldn’t sit down here and talk about money or rewards…

There was no meaning to that when two people died.

The worth of people’s lives…

They can’t be quantified to money.

I’m glad that sorcerer is dead but, I can’t really celebrate when what it too to defeat him were two lives- no four.

I reached my backyard; the garden was full of many spirits that had gathered for the occasion. Katherine was there, and also Gabriel, looking very sad.

And also, I noticed three other people I had never seen before, but that I could recognize even when they weren’t in their beast forms.

A beautiful young woman with long, black hair and blue eyes, she had a slender figure and pale white skin, with many tattoos over her body, resembling stars.

A young man with a tall, muscular complexion, a stoic face and short green hair, his eyes were golden, glancing in silence at the ground.

And then, between the two, a very old lady, small and with her back curved, her face, filled with many wrinkles, showed a long life.

Her silver-colored eyes showed great wisdom, and her long white hair, made into several braids was beautifully decorated with flowers and plants. Stay updated via empire

They were not wearing normal clothes, but the pelt and skin of beasts, alongside fabric made from plants and cotton they made themselves, while being barefoot.

Despite their appearances, they weren’t nasty, or something, far from that, they looked very clean, and attuned with nature itself.

By not wearing anything modern, they were perfectly in synch with nature, I had never thought that even clothes could interfere with the connection with nature to such an extent.

It was as if their clothes themselves helped them become more attuned with nature.

Aside from them, there was my daughter Elena, her girlfriend Anna, and Mark, waiting for me.

And in front of them, there were two bodies, covered with flowers until nothing gore could be seen, except a few parts of their bodies.

Their fur, their scales, the tip of a tail, and maybe a claw.

They died in their beast forms, and even after death, remained in such forms.

This means… that they were so attuned with nature that their human forms weren’t taken even after death.

“Welcome back, goddess…” the old lady said, smiling faintly. “I’m glad you’re here… And thank you, for calling all these spirits. I never in all my life would have expected to see thousands of spirits, all gathered together for my old man’s funeral…”

“It’s nothing…” I sighed. “It’s the least… I could ever do.”

“Thank you for accepting our selfish request, goddess,” said the young man, as I noticed he was shedding a few tears. “I’m sure Emilio would be happy that his funeral was done in the Goddess’ Domain.”

“Thank you…” the black-haired girl nodded, as she remained in silence afterwards.

Goddess they call me…

I’m no goddess.

I’m just a human, and I fail, and keep failing.

And I commit so many mistakes too.

If I was a goddess, your friends wouldn’t have died.

I’m a failure, that’s what I am…

But these people, they hold tremendous faith on me.

If I were to tell them that, wouldn’t they think that the sacrifice of their family was in vain?

I can’t let them down like that…

I’ll take responsibility.

And if that’s what they want me to be…

Then I’ll become the goddess that protects them.

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