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Table of Contents

  • 1. Chapter 1. Kill The Empress
  • 2. Chapter 2. Tanatos’s Cripple Empress
  • 3. Chapter 3. She's Really Here
  • 4. Chapter 4. The Empress Is Going To Die
  • 5. Chapter 5. How Did This Happen?
  • 6. Chapter 6. Swallowing Eyes
  • 7. Chapter 7. Natasha Roanti
  • 8. Chapter 8. The Crying Sound
  • 9. Chapter 9. Are You Throwing Yourself Away?
  • 10. Chapter 10. Why Did This Woman...?
  • 11. Chapter 11. Then Bite If Off And Kill Me
  • 12. Chapter 12. Ability To Save
  • 13. Chapter 13. The Shadow She Left Behind
  • 14. Chapter 14. Into His Realm
  • 15. Chapter 15. Tamon's Purpose
  • 16. Chapter 16. This Damn Woman!
  • 17. Chapter 17. I've Never Hated You
  • 18. Chapter 18. How About Love?
  • 19. Chapter 19. A Night Walk
  • 20. Chapter 20. How Do You Want To Die
  • 21. Chapter 21. Ronasso's Anxiety
  • 22. Chapter 22. How To Let Go Of Sadness
  • 23. Chapter 23. Lersha Resha
  • 24. Chapter 24. It’s Not Ugly
  • 25. Chapter 25. Where Is The Empress's Treasure?
  • 26. Chapter 26. The Reason For Death
  • 27. Chapter 27. The Consolation Of The Unashamed
  • 28. Chapter 28. A New Name
  • 29. Chapter 29. A Small Change
  • 30. Chapter 30. Out Of Control
  • 31. Chapter 31. There's Always Trouble
  • 32. Chapter 32. Dazzling Silver Hair And Purple Crystal Eyes
  • 33. Chapter 33. My Silver Fox
  • 34. Chapter 34. Is It Okay To Eat This Poisonous Plant?
  • 35. Chapter 35. Don't Be Weak
  • 36. Chapter 36. Don’t Leave Me
  • 37. Chapter 37. An Unfamiliar Peace
  • 38. Chapter 38. Warmth Of The Palm
  • 39. Chapter 39. Give Me Your Right Foot
  • 40. Chapter 40. That’s Right
  • 41. Chapter 41. The Bride's Scream
  • 42. Chapter 42. You Are Like A Gift
  • 43. Chapter 43. Ensemble Drink
  • 44. Chapter 44. I Think It’s Her
  • 45. Chapter 45. Exactly One Month
  • 46. Chapter 46. I’m Disappointed
  • 47. Chapter 47. She Doesn’t Know
  • 48. Chapter 48. To The Lady Of The Pink Rose Forest
  • 49. Chapter 49. Red Stigma On The Chest
  • 50. Chapter 50. That Person Will Come
  • 51. Chapter 51. Smile Next Time
  • 52. Chapter 52. I’m The Owner Of That Leg
  • 53. Chapter 53. The Twins’ Dream
  • 54. Chapter 54. Karen Turasia
  • 55. Chapter 55. Red Passion In The Desert
  • 56. Chapter 56. Cassion Krasis
  • 57. Chapter 57. Brothers
  • 58. Chapter 58. He Did Not Know How To Be Patient
  • 59. Chapter 59. An Unpleasant Visitor
  • 60. Chapter 60. My Brother's Mistress
  • 61. Chapter 61. Tomorrow, Lunch, Together
  • 62. Chapter 62. Roselyn's Anger
  • 63. Chapter 63. Red-eyed Savior
  • 64. Chapter 64. He’s Back
  • 65. Chapter 65. Bloody Master
  • 66. Chapter 66. Welcome Back
  • 67. Chapter 67. I Missed You
  • 68. Chapter 68. Thank You For Staying Alive
  • 69. Chapter 69. It's All Coming Together
  • 70. Chapter 70. Hope That Shine At The End Of Despair
  • 71. Chapter 71. A Mean Woman
  • 72. Chapter 72. Ronasso's Adversity
  • 73. Chapter 73. Preparation To Go Out
  • 74. Chapter 74. Each Person's Heart Flows Differently
  • 75. Chapter 75. Smile, Rosie
  • 76. Chapter 76. Do You Want Me To Show You My Specialty?
  • 77. Chapter 77. Aim And Shoot
  • 78. Chapter 78. The Gap
  • 79. Chapter 79. Arrows That Burn Flesh
  • 80. Chapter 80. I’ll Bring You The Proof
  • 81. Chapter 81. Even If I Die Like This
  • 82. Chapter 82. The Reason She Was Confident In Winning
  • 83. Chapter 83. An Unexpected Guest
  • 84. Chapter 84. Love That Couldn't Overcome Hatred
  • 85. Chapter 85. Aranrosia
  • 86. Chapter 86. The Rightful Owner
  • 87. Chapter 87. Can I Trust You?
  • 88. Chapter 88. A Blind Man
  • 89. Chapter 89. The Wind Lantern Ceremony
  • 90. Chapter 90. If You're There, Come Out
  • 91. Chapter 91. Similar
  • 92. Chapter 92. Ignorance Is Bravery
  • 93. Chapter 93. I Can Tell You
  • 94. Chapter 94. Hartz’s Conditions
  • 95. Chapter 95. If You Kiss Me
  • 96. Chapter 96. Change
  • 97. Chapter 97. Anna
  • 98. Chapter 98. I’ll Have To Remove It
  • 99. Chapter 99. The Prophet's Gamble
  • 100. Chapter 100. Because He's So Good At It
  • 101. Chapter 101. A Mysterious Trend
  • 102. Chapter 102. The Conditions Of The Gift
  • 103. Chapter 103. The Tips Of His Ears
  • 104. Chapter 104. The Meaning Of Yellow Lily
  • 105. Chapter 105. God, Please Take Care Of Them
  • 106. Chapter 106. I'd Like To Meet Him
  • 107. Chapter 107. It’s Beautiful
  • 108. Chapter 108. What Do You Want Me To Do?
  • 109. Chapter 109. There's Only Two Of Us
  • 110. Chapter 110. Even If It Hurts A Little, It Will Last A Long Time
  • 111. Chapter 111. Does This Make Sense?
  • 112. Chapter 112. With Both Feet
  • 113. Chapter 113. Instinct
  • 114. Chapter 114. Did It Happen?
  • 115. Chapter 115. One Step, Two Steps
  • 116. Chapter 116. A Familiar Voice
  • 117. Chapter 117. I See The Glory Of Winter
  • 118. Chapter 118. That's Why It's Not Me
  • 119. Chapter 119. . It Was A Flash
  • 120. Chapter 120. When The Revenge Is Over
  • 121. Chapter 121. What Will He Get?
  • 122. Chapter 122. What Is Your Name?
  • 123. Chapter 123. Sweet
  • 124. Chapter 124. Black Canyon (1)
  • 125. Chapter 125. Black Canyon (2)
  • 126. Chapter 126. A Twisted Doubt
  • 127. Chapter 127. You Have To Save It
  • 128. Chapter 128. The Secret Of The Silver Horned Deer
  • 129. Chapter 129. His Sincerity
  • 130. Chapter 130. Into The Black Fog
  • 131. Chapter 131. Breaking In
  • 132. Chapter 132. Tell Me, Asha
  • 133. Chapter 133. Warmth
  • 134. Chapter 134. Evidence Of Longing
  • 135. Chapter 135. Under The Wheels
  • 136. Chapter 136. Natasha's Crime
  • 137. Chapter 137. Who Left The Flowers?
  • 138. Chapter 138. He Who Sees The Will Of God
  • 139. Chapter 139. Winter Can't Beat The Pines
  • 140. Chapter 140. Let’s Go There Together
  • 141. Chapter 141. Betrayal
  • 142. Chapter 142. A Vanished Home
  • 143. Chapter 143. Finally, At The Imperial Palace
  • 144. Chapter 144. Remove It
  • 145. Chapter 145. Your Worst Nightmare
  • 146. Chapter 146. July 16th
  • 147. Chapter 147. Pretend You Don’t See It. Pretend You Don’t Know It
  • 148. Chapter 148. Take The Child To His Mother
  • 149. Chapter 149. A Crack
  • 150. Chapter 150. Song Of The Fall
  • 151. Chapter 151. Anna’s Situation
  • 152. Chapter 152. Perso’s Anguish
  • 153. Chapter 153. A Suspicious Maid
  • 154. Chapter 154. Whose Baby Is It?
  • 155. Chapter 155. This Is My Answer
  • 156. Chapter 156. The Wild Dog Outside The Fence
  • 157. Chapter 157. The Main Characters
  • 158. Chapter 158. That Day
  • 159. Chapter 159. Let Me Tell You A Secret
  • 160. Chapter 160. Run Away
  • 161. Chapter 161. The Hunt Begins
  • 162. Chapter 162. To The Hell I Got Out Of
  • 163. Chapter 163. Let's Watch
  • 164. Chapter 164. The Crazy Emperor
  • 165. Chapter 165. Rampage
  • 166. Chapter 166. Clash Of Life And Death
  • 167. Chapter 167. Collect
  • 168. Chapter 168. The Banquet Is Over
  • 169. Chapter 169. A World Without The Power Of God
  • 170. Chapter 170. Thorny Hedge
  • 171. Chapter 171. It Was The Night When Winter Ended
  • 172. Chapter 172. Side Story 1 - The World Has Been Turned Upside Down
  • 173. Chapter 173. Side Story 2 - Death In The Dark
  • 174. Chapter 174. Side Story 3 - Monstein
  • 175. Chapter 175. Side Story 4. Tamon's Happiness
  • 176. Chapter 176. Side Story 5. Very Sweet And Tender
  • 177. Chapter 177. Side Story 6. Methods Of Persuasion
  • 178. Chapter 178. Side Story 7. A Night Full Of Peach Scent
  • 179. Chapter 179. Side Story 8. Desired Asha
  • 180. Chapter 180. Side Story 9. Unexpected Fit
  • 181. Chapter 181. Side Story 10. Return
  • 182. Chapter 182. Side Story 11. All Is Well
  • 183. Chapter 183. Side Story 12. Amazing News
  • 184. Chapter 184. Side Story 13. A Very Cute Dream
  • 185. Chapter 185. Side Story 14. What Kind Of Bullsh*t Is This?
  • 186. Chapter 186. Side Story 15. What Will Turn The World Upside Down
  • 187. Chapter 187. Side Story 16. Suspicious Meeting
  • 188. Chapter 188. Side Story 17. Find Me
  • 189. Chapter 189. Side Story 18. You Just Have To Enjoy It
  • 190. Chapter 190. Side Story 19. Time To Become A Family
  • 191. Chapter 191. Side Story 20. Omen
  • 192. Chapter 192. Side Story 21. Became A Family (End)

Chapter 1. Kill the Empress

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 2. Tanatos’s cripple Empress

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 3. She's really here

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 4. The Empress is going to die

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 5. How did this happen?

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 6. Swallowing eyes

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 7. Natasha Roanti

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 8. The crying sound

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 9. Are you throwing yourself away?

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 10. Why did this woman...?

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 11. Then bite if off and kill me

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 12. Ability to save

 

***

Sponsored by Vina šŸ’– (5/5)

****

 

According to legend, there were a total of five human beings who were given superpowers by absorbing the fragments of the gods.

 

However, one ability disappeared midway through the process, and only the remaining four abilities carried on the lifeblood.

 

These were the Tanatos’ death, life of Amor, the enchantment of Lumosha, and the foresight of Keton.

 

They were divine powers of God, and most of those who inherited them were considered sacred and ruled the land.

 

Royalty was mostly used to protect the country, as the power would return like a curse if it was used for evil purposes.

 

For the cause rather than blind sacrifices, for mercy rather than a war.

 

But there was a royal family that fell even with their unique ability to see the future in advance, a royal family with the power of prophecy.

 

You can’t prevent the future from coming, even if you know about it……

 

Just as you can’t stop a typhoon even though you know it’s coming…

 

Just as you know that a drought will come, but you can’t stop the sun.

 

But you can prepare for it and minimize the damage.

 

It’s like taking shelter in a safe place in case of a typhoon, or building a stockpile to alleviate the pain of a drought.

 

Keton’s demise was a fate that could not be prevented. In the aftermath of the wisdom power that had been detailed for generations, Keton suffered all the misfortunes.

 

The royal family fell into decline, and most of them who were gifted with different powers died young.

 

In just over twenty years, the master of the throne changed no less than five times.

 

Frequent shifts in royal power weakened the country, and Keton became a powerful gold mine for neighboring countries.

 

The country became more and more ruined in spite of the support of God’s power.

 

Hartz’s father, former King Keton, was a wise man. He knew that the country would fall in his generation.

 

He had his son, Hartz, who would inherit his power, and his trusted men, flee the country.

 

And he himself stayed behind alone, accepting the end of his kingdom without the greatest possible sacrifice of his people.

 

Keton was destroyed completely and was taken by the surrounding countries.

 

The fallen royalty of KetonĀ  became a drifter.

 

Many nations tried to swallow him up, but Hartz used his ability to avoid them and wandered around constantly.

 

His talents were both significant and insignificant.

 

He could only see a few hours or days ahead.

 

There was nothing like the destruction of the world or the coming of a god, and he could barely know that someone was going to attack him in a few hours.

 

It was just enough to fulfill a desperate request to find something.

 

Later, they found out that his ability was poor, so fewer people tried to catch him.

 

ā€œHe the incapacitated Hartz. Hartz, the prophet who cannot look ahead. He is the abandoned son of God.”

 

He lived with all the taunts.

 

His fate changed a few years ago after he saved a pair of young siblings.Ā 

 

The two siblings cowered in each other’s arms, holding each other tightly.

 

“Help us, and we will never forget your kindness. We’ll definitely help you.”

 

Ā While holding his younger sister who had a long illness, the older brother grabbed Hartz and begged.

 

It seemed strange at first. Of all the people passing by, the siblings clung to the most ragged-looking self that seemed most useless.

 

The way he clung to him, as if he had been waiting for him to show up.

 

Hartz looked down at the child with troubled eyes.

 

The older looking up at him, and the younger sister being held in his arms, breathing out painfully and looking at him with narrowed eyes…

 

The moment he met those golden eyes.

 

Hartz’s mind exploded.Ā 

 

It felt like his blocked precognition exploded inside him.

 

Events of the future shone so many times before his eyes.

 

His life was completely changed starting from that day.

 

“….was that already four years ago?”

 

Hartz mumbled, stroking his goatee.

 

Mana, who was picking out clothes, turned and smiled.

 

“It’s been four years since I picked up Hartz.”

 

Ā “……………….Mana, it seems the subject has changed. I’m the one who picked you up.”Ā 

 

“Yes, it’s fine if you think so.”Ā 

 

“Mana!”

 

Mana smiled graciously at Hartz and threw the coat over his shoulders.

 

Four years ago, Mana, who thought he would be only twelve years old, was actually fifteen, and the one who he thought would be five or six was nine years old.

 

Under Hartz’s care, the children began to eat and sleep well, and they grew so fast that they finally seemed to be their own age.

 

And during those four years, they became a family.

 

Hartz looked at Hannah with a worried look on his face and spoke.

 

“Never open the door to anyone. You know that, don’t you? You shouldn’t even be alone.ā€

 

“You are a prophet, but you are so afraid of the world? Why is that? Did you see a bad future with me being alone?”

 

“Of course not! If I did, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting here so leisurely.”

 

“No way. We are waiting. I said it had to be here. By the way, isn’t it almost time for it to come?ā€

 

Mana said casually, looking up at the sky through the window and pestering Hartz.

 

“Why are you and Hannah so brave, the hell. You have absolutely no fear.”

 

“You’re always afraid for us. Please be careful many times over. That’s why we’re brave, trusting in you, Hartz.”

 

Mana’s words made Hartz stop speaking and stare at him for a moment.

 

“…… You’re touched again….”

 

Mana didn’t need to look to know that his face was twisted with emotion through his tousled hair and beard.

 

He would look much neater if it weren’t for that beard, but he never shaved his beard or trimmed his hair.

 

He said he looked respectable like that, indeed, what he said was somewhat right.

 

His face, hidden beneath that hair and beard, looked genuinely young, and it didn’t help him at all in his wanderings.

 

Besides, he was prone to tears.

 

“I’m worried about you, and I’m worried about one thing. You are still so small and young….ā€

 

It was hard to sniffle at this point. He couldn’t let the kid see him crying.

 

ā€œHartz, stop. Quickly sort out your expression and get out. I can hear footsteps outside.ā€

 

Mana looked through the wooden door of the cabin, a little nervous.

 

There was a blizzard blowing across the hut, and the uninvited guests were approaching. They were the uninvited guests that Hartz and Mana had been waiting for.

 

Hartz’s languid expression disappeared and he straightened his shoulders with a respectful look.

 

It wasn’t long before he finished his short, deep breath.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

They heard a pounding on the door.

 

ā€œProphet Hartz, open this door and receive the Emperor’s command.ā€

 

Mana went in front of Hartz and grabbed the handle of the door. Then he slowly opened the door for him.

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Hartz walked past Mana and looked at the soldiers waiting solemnly in the white blizzard.

 

The momentum of the soldiers was dark, perhaps because they were Imperial soldiers who dealt with the death.

 

Hartz stood in front of them, swallowing a laugh under his beard.

 

“I’ve been waiting, soldiers of Tanatos.”

 

They were Gillotti’s soldiers.

 

****

 

“Hartz asked me to deliver this.”

 

Hannah approached Roselyn and held out a strange square shaped box. Adorned with mother-of-pearl inlays and jewels, the box looked at first glance like a fine toy, and then like a small jewel.

 

Arsene, who was watching, tilted his head.

 

ā€˜How did you manage to hide that thing in the cage?’

 

Indeed, the children were locked in the bars with everything they had taken from them.

 

Arsene’s bracelet had also been found. But strangely enough, when they pulled Arsene’s bracelet, it had become a shabby silver bracelet that had lost its original color and light.

 

It was an old bangle that was not worth the money to take it. They made a disappointing sound and took no action.

 

Arsene held his breath and marveled as he saw it regain its original light as soon as it was out of their sight.

 

But how did Hannah keep that thing hidden and in her possession?

 

“What is this?”

 

Roselyn asked, pointing to the box that Hannah placed on the table.

 

“This is an incense burner. If you press the moon here.”

 

As Hannah’s hand pressed the moon, which was carved in mother-of-pearl inlays, the shape of the box began to change. The square face of the box expanded to reveal a shell-shaped sculpture inside.

 

A black gem-like object was placed inside the shell, like a pearl.

 

“If you light this stone, the fragrance will spread. It will cause a temporary hallucination, but I have heard that it will allow the person smelling the scent to see what they desire.”

 

At these words, Roselyn looked at Tamon.

 

Their gazes tangled in surprise.

 

“Largon’s incense burner.”

 

It was the very same holy relic that had been lost at sea by two brothers who had fought over it nearly three hundred years ago.

Chapter 13. The shadow she left behind