Life with my Little Sister

May of 1206, a sacred history.

I was in the woods.

It's a quiet big forest there.

Colored by the mysterious blue and haunted green, the forest is said to be a place of special significance among the forests possessed by the Elves.

I'm here with Abel.

This is where my mentor said he would take me.

"Beautiful place."

"... n"

"But somewhere I miss you"

"... n"

Abel grabbed my hand gently.

The emotion you've conveyed, dear.

And is it lonely?

There are no people in this forest.

That's not to say that there are no human beings, but that there are no elves.

There's a turn at the entrance to the woods, but no one steps into this. I won't let you step in.

"... here too, Lucica has never come"

Abel named her best friend, and saw her best friend's son.

How much weight does that word weigh?

Abel, with my hand in his hand, walks through the deep woods without getting lost.

Eventually, the atmosphere in the woods changed.

There's more majesty, more gravity.

It was as if I had strayed into a guarded forest.

"This place..."

That's obvious special.

In a large circular space, there is nothing else tree.

Only six great trees are standing there quietly.

In the gripped hand, the force enters.

Abel, who should have no expression, seems to be crying without tears.

I shook that hand back quietly.

"... this is the cemetery"

"Grave?

"...... hmm. Some elves call it a temple."

"Temple? So what's this tree..."

Six in number.

I knew what that meant.

"... here are my brothers and sisters. Especially those who couldn't recover their bodies."

Abel pointed to the biggest tree.

"... that's our oldest brother. First elf. It belongs to my brother, Baldier."

"Abel's, brother...?

"... as I said earlier, my brother's body is not here. We fought in a place that wasn't this world, and it was lost there."

"Not in this world, place?

"... St. Angel Randomantia"

……

I was wary of what my teacher said.

The angel's name is missing.

But I know who it is.

I fought straight away, because I'm hearing from this Abel.

times when this world was first created.

That is, "Season of Life".

When the spirits were the protagonists, not the people yet.

In such a world, suddenly appeared those who complained of 'purifying their souls'.

It was a human being at the time.

Human combat ability is far inferior to that of the Spirits.

Because the basic amount of magic is different.

Physical toughness is also different.

Like Enineve, who was able to 'regenerate' from the abyss of death, the upper spirits also have powerful restorative abilities.

Dimensions are literally different from the human race that ends there if lost.

Although.

Yes, though.

The special man known as the 'Saints' overwhelmed the spirits of the time.

To humans who are inferior in number and should be inferior in ability, the Spirits say many were killed.

Eventually, 'saints' said, grew in numbers, increased their endorsement, and developed into a battle involving all their lives.

Jihad in Nirva.

Or it was an awesome battle called the War of Saints.

who was behind it.

Being who created the "idea of purification" and "saint".

That's random mantier.

Winged beings, called angels by the 'saints'.

An extraordinary monster whose eight arch elves fought with all their might and, on top of all the sacrifices, finally retreated.

He who did Abel and said that he would never win one-on-one.

That's the random mantier.

The arch elves killed the saints and left the Saint Angel.

Still, The Light of Purification covered the world. I couldn't prevent it altogether.

In other words, it is the first world collapse.

The Spirit Clan, which was dwindling in number in its battle with the saints, thus falls from the seat of the protagonist, and in "The Next Era" comes an era of "fantasy species" full of vitality and strength.

That's the history of illusion.

It should be noted that no matter how small the number, the human race quickly thrived.

At any time of collapse, unchanged.

I guess that's why humans are world protagonists today.

An elf named Baldiel lost his life in the fight against Random Mantier.

The final showdown of the Takazos was said to have taken place in the realm of the Holy Angels.

That's the 'world', not here.

That's why Abel's brothers never came back.

"... the remains of the Baldiers are nowhere to be found. But the soul is here."

I guess that's not "Soul as Reality," where Abel and Fee can interfere.

Must be something as a concept.

Metaphysical perception as a way of being of the mind, not of academia, not of definition.

Soul as a thought to be remembered.

I think that's what it means to be here.

Otherwise, I don't know what it means to have 'six trees' all here.

(I guess the youngest tree belongs to the nearest deceased body)

Takazu Ramiel.

Journey-loving elves who lost their lives in the battle at the end of their magic history.

It belongs to Mr. Henriette and Mis' ancestors.

"... I 'm-"

"Yeah."

"... me and Rhutiel also thought we'd sleep here after death. Yeah. Rhutiel should still hope so. This forest is where our souls return."

In Abel's hand, a force was put in.

There it is, Goto...... is it?

"... Ramiel said to me"

If you want to choose your own place of death and fight, you can decide where your soul will return.

"... that if death is a long journey, the person to lean on should choose. Family is important, but there's no point in being tied up."

Abel saw me.

No, through me, you must have seen something else.

"… so I cannot decide where to sleep at the end of my journey. … I relinquished my responsibility to say 'make offspring'. And now we have lost sight of even the place where our souls return."

There is no expression.

But it's soggy somewhere.

So I shake my little hand back.

I've saved the world many times, tiny, big hands.

"Abel. There's a difference between" losing sight "and" having a choice. "

……

"Abel can choose. I just think that's all we're talking about. Getting lost means there's something you don't mind if you lean in on 'the others'? Then you can get lost. You just have to get lost and then decide. I never lost it."

I don't think I said anything wrong...

But my words are vain.

Because I know my soul won't sleep.

Because I know there is a 'continuation' rather than staying somewhere after death.

(A human soul named me came from Earth -)

Then my soul.

Where will Alto Cramput's soul return?

I also think that I'm the one whose soul is lost in the true sense of the word.

Or sleeping is the right thing to do, and your case could be the exception.

If a situation like mine is' natural ', there must be more to publicize rebirth in the world.

The world should be overflowing with 'knowledge of previous life' and a world in which what past was important.

So maybe my experience was rare.

At the end of his life as Alto Crane Putt, there must be no guarantee anywhere that there will be a 'next'.

Assuming there was a 'next', I don't think I'm with my current precious family.

Neither family nor friends from previous life are in this world.

I'm sure we'll never see each other again.

Then I guess' eternal separation 'will come for both the Fees.

"I'm scared to death."

So I'm gonna squeeze it out.

"... it's scarier to die"

And the mentor said the facts.

"... if Al understood that, it also made sense to bring him to this forest"

Oh, well.

The reason I came here was because I was impotent.

The importance of life.

Family to be left behind.

If I didn't understand that myself, it wouldn't be worth it if Abel brought me here.

"... it also meant to me that Al and I came here"

So I'm sure that word is very important.

"I knew Abel was my teacher..."

"...... hmm. I'm Al's teacher."

A tiny smile that you wouldn't know if you hadn't looked away seemed really worthwhile.

As the leaves of a tree that was flown by the wind caught on the branches.

Maybe what I'm "here" for is temporary.

Still.

No, that's why.

While I was beside Fee and Abel, I wanted you to be happy.

"... Al"

"Yeah."

"... I'm glad I met Al"

"I think so, too. So when I look back, let's make it what I think was better. Make memories as pleasant as" Now. "

"...... hmm. Pudding is essential."

You foodie.

But in those words, I remember the frustrated Plan A.

Right......

I guess if I start touching Abel's ears, I'll be able to do more fun future diagrams......

(Plan, it's a restart... I'll make you feel free to touch me before I run out of this life!)

In the temple of Takazu, I had a new determination in my heart.

Just that, big day.