TL: Zimmings
Christian was able to see his past life in his dream because his mother was a gypsy from the Shayman tribe.
Just as Lisette was able to see the future, or the Lisette mother, Lynford, had a monster-like hearing that could hear sounds a kilometer away, Christianâs ability was also âGodâs blessing given only to the first clans.â
He dreamed about his past life.
The beginning of his dream was always a dirty back alley.
He was a young and worthless boy, and he was barely able to feed his younger siblings on behalf of his parents who died in the war.
He was in a bad condition, and his whole body was exhausted.
Since he was overworked on his body, giving up is natural.
No one looked back on the boy who collapsed with his head stuck in a pile of stones.
But just when he thinks heâs going to die like thisâ¦â¦.
[Child.]
A hand always appeared, a hand full of scars that cannot be called beautiful.
The woman who reached out was always desperate.
She hugged him and ran hurriedly.
She didnât know how to stop even if her hood was pushed back and her white hair was all messed up by the cold wind.
[Canât you look at the child? This is a clinic built by God for everyone]
[If you donât give this child a bed, Iâm going to report it to the person in charge of this area right away.]
[What are you doing! Hurry up and bring the herbs!]
In the midst of it, he stared blankly at her.
In a world that was all achromatic to him, only she had color.
Her blue shining eyes and red cheeks were vivid in his memory.
She was an amazing woman.
She angrily demanded people to save him.
But there was no one who hated her. People grumbled at her for causing a fuss, but soon laughed.
From some point on, she settled in the village and treated the sick people.
Even though the clinic was full of people, it was shabby because it was not well managed.
The expressions of the villagers brightened up.
And he was no longer afraid of the night.
At night, his anger towards the world and fear weigh him down. But he could endure all of that because sheâll be there in the morning.
As she pulled the curtains,
[Did you sleep well? Good morning.]
She always give him a friendly greeting
There were always all kinds of noises around her.
Laughter.
Cry of excitement.
Grateful words such as thank you.
But the commotion around her is so sweet and pure as it fills every corner of the street.
Even after he was cured, he diligently went to and from the Zelkova Clinic where she was.
[Hi.]
[Hello, goddess. I, thisâ¦â¦.]
She opened the envelope and smiled broadly.
[Oh my gosh, itâs the herb I was looking for!]
[I saw it while passing by, and I remembered that you needed it!]
[Thank you, nice child.]
Her every word was so sweet. It was not in vain that he spent the night rummaging through the mountains.
[Now, what reward do you want?]
[Money is fineâ¦]
[Buy some snacks on your way home. But you canât give it all to your siblings, okay?]
[Why is the goddess so nice to me?]
She ruffled his hair and smiled bitterly.
[When I look at you, I think I know why God canât give up on humans.]
[â¦â¦.]
[Maybe itâs because of precious souls like you.]
Since when did he fall in love with her?
When she finds him dying in the back alley?
When she calls him a precious soul?
Or was it when he found out that her name was Meria?
âMeria.â
He couldnât fall asleep on the day he got to know her name.
Because it was such a sweet name like her hand that reached out to him.
When she secretly sang, the sweet echo from the tip of her tongue tickled his heart.
For the first time in his life, he learned what it was like to be happy.
Then one day, an uninvited guest appeared at the clinic.
[A fake like you dared to use Godâs name?]
Suddenly, a man came in and shouted at her.
He was a handsome man with a tall height, pale face, sharp eyes and nose.
[Youâre noisy, close the door.]
As always, she cared for nothing but the sick.
[Letâs see. How is your stomach today?]
[Can I go to pick up firewood today?]
[Your stomach sounded strange. Are you taking the medicine I gave you?]
[Of- of course.]
[Oho.]
[⦠Itâs a waste to use it.]
It was actually a lie.
He slept with his stomach out or ate spoiled food to make an excuse to go to the clinic.
He didnât take any medicine she gave him.
Because she only cares about the sick.
[Ediora.]
[What?]
[Use edioria. Heâs been ill, so the herb you picked up wonât work.]
She only cares about the sickâ¦
[Give me that ediora. You have it right? Give it to me.]
Only for the sickâ¦
[Letâs take a look at your herbs, huh? If you have something good, share it with us, okay?]
[This is crazy! Crazy girl! Whose back do you dare ride on?!]
[Start!]
She has only been interested in the sickâ¦
The man was seen more and more by her side.
[Oh, kid. I was very tall, now Iâm taller than Meria.]
[Why are you here every day? No work?]
[How could it be? I became a pioneer as Hyugat had passed awayâ¦!]
[Isnât that a lie? Are you deceiving Meria?]
[Even a pioneer can die. When the predecessor dies, the next pioneer will manifest their supernatural powers and succeed them.]
He hated the man. He hated the man who was by Meriaâs side without excuses every day.
After Lars Stor, the man appeared, he wished he could grow up sooner.
When heâs taller, older, when heâs an adult, he should tell Meria then.
That he loved her for a very long time.
Many people appeared around her while he was looking for an opportunity to confess.
[Boone, Pymon!]
[Child, itâs been a long time. Itâs a pity that I havenât shown my face for so long.]
[How dare they make me run an errand?]
[Why did you come? What is this?⦠Did brother Neliard send you?]
He knew it.
Those guys and he canât compare.
Many beautiful people were around her at that time.
In the first place, there was no opportunity to confess. How insignificant is he compared to those brilliant ones?
He left her behind and walked away.
Soon after, a war broke out. A war of gods was different from the war of humans.
Countless people died, and Meria ran out of the village.
He followed her.
[Goddess, Goddess! Itâs dangerous, back-]
His voice couldnât reach her.
Shortly after she ran into the temple, a scream was heard. A thunderbolt cut the sky and the ground, as their tears became bloodshot and polluted the river.
Inside the temple, there was Neliard hugging her body and sobbing.
And that happened.
Serga used all of his last remaining power to seal the pioneers on 72 pillars.
After that, Neliard, who was wrapped in a chain, gradually became transparent.
A huge earthquake broke out, lava flowed out of the mountain, rivers and sea flooded the villages.
It was the fall of ancient civilization.
And at the last moment.
He hugged her body.
âAfter all, it was me, Meria.â
Heâs the only one who stayed with her until the end.
In the last moments of his life, he rejoiced.
He had such a dream every day. So he was always looking for the girl.
She must have been reincarnated too.
This time itâs different than before.
Now he has the strength to be by her side.
But no trace of her could be found anywhere. As the years had passed a prophecy came down.
[A child born on the perpetual moon, will become a womb of the beginning and the end.]
As soon as he saw the prophecy of Lisette, he knew it.
âMeria. That is Meria.â
It was Meria who started and ended the war of the gods.
The child to be born to Lisette is Meriaâs reincarnation.
However, Lisetteâs child died, leaving Christian alone.
âMeria cannot die so easily.â
Wasnât Lisetteâs child Meriaâs reincarnation?
What if the soul of another world possessed Lisetteâs body?
Did Serga take away Meriaâs soul?
Will she come back if he kills the evil God?
âMeria, Meria, Meria, Meria, Meria, Meria, Meria, Meria, Meria, Meria, Meria.â
Meriaâ¦â¦!
Every effort was made to see her again, but she never came back.
When he gave up everything like that,
âIâm the fourth child of Dubblede!â
She showed up.
âHumans! Youâre the only one who can save yourself!â
She was as strong as she were back then.
At that time,
âHis Holinessâ¦â¦?â
Mina, who opened her eyes, got up hastily and dug into his arms.
âWhere have you been, where are youâ¦!â
âChild.â
âIâm anxious. Iâm going to die of anxiety.â
The popeâs expression looking at Mina was cold.
âWhat a weak soul.â
A weak soul that is incomparable to the strong her.
He smiled affectionately at Mina, who looked up at him.
âDonât worry, child. Iâll put the world in your hands.â
It doesnât matter what the world is like.
He could give everything up just to embrace Meria.