Slowly erging from the shadows surrounding Hans, the silhouette of a human walked towards him.
When it was close enough for Hans to see it clearly, he recognized the creature standing in front of him.
Her beautiful body was attractive even to him, and her white skin seed to be made out of smooth jade.
For a few seconds, even if he was already expecting soone to co towards him, Hans was as shocked as the person in front of him… not by the situation, but by her beauty.
Her hair looked like golden threads, and her green eyes were like eralds floating in her white skin.
She had this aura… how to describe it… she seed otherworldly, even the way she moved looked so delicate and elegant…
But what stood out the most were the two pointy ears.
’I had prepared myself for this… but there really are other intelligent races apart from humans…’
Hans, after barely regaining his composure, talked to the lady.
"Pleasure to et you"
He said, talking with a respectful tone, one that would usually be used when working, or for important occasions.
Before replying, the elf observed Hans’s movents, also following his eyes to figure out whether there was any lust in them, but the only thing she could perceive was shock, so she did not comnt.
"Where… are we?"
She asked.
Her voice was gentle yet reassuring and her soft tone seed that of an angel.
Hans however, was more curious about her story:
"I am afraid to be the one to give you the bad news…"
"So in the end… I died"
The elf said, watching the dark beneath her feet as her eyes began soaking in tears.
"Yes… unfortunately, you have died"
Hans confessed.
"But… if I died then… who are you?"
"Who I am is not important, what I am here for should be the main focus of this conversation"
"Wh-what do you want?!"
She asked, taking a step back and sharpening her gaze.
"It’s not about what I want.
Sothing you want is sothing you have to get, I am here to take sothing I already have."
"And what… would that be?"
She asked, even more intimidated than earlier.
"Your story, your knowledge, your adventures, I want to have them, I want to see them"
This answer… certainly wasn’t sothing the female elf expected.
’My story he says… there is no way! I don’t even know what he’s talking about, however, even If I could, I would never show sothing like that to a human!’
Her tone had changed from normal to aggressive, just bringing up the mory of her life seed to have sparked sothing in her which made her loathe Hans.
"You talk as if they were already yours… then you can take them by yourself"
Hans heard the rude tone in her voice, but decided to ignore it since it was aningless, he just replied saying:
"Alright then, seems like talking like this isn’t going to do anything, I’ll have to look through it by myself"
"What?"
The elf’s eyes, which were fixed on Hans with a hint of hatred in them, imdiately enlarged as her pupils shrank.
’He wasn’t lying? Does that an he can really see them? Can he really see my mories?…’
Before she could think about it any further, proof stood before her eyes, as the scenery around her changed, and a little paradisiac garden suddenly appeared.
The sll of the fresh grass coupled with the countless flowers’ perfus took over her nose, making so long-lost mories pop up in her head.
Tears started running down her cheeks at this sight, but at that mont, soone appeared, passing through her body.
It was a young girl, her green eyes and smooth skin weren’t strangers to the elf.
’Is that… ?’
"That must be you when you were little"
A voice comnted, imdiately taking the elf’s attention.
She turned around just to see the man she had been talking to float just beside her, as he observed the the scenery with interest.
’Who… could he ever be for him to do this? Is he a spirit? Am I in the spirits’ world?
"It feels rude to watch soone else’s story without knowing their nas… would you mind telling ?"
Hans asked, without even turning his head towards her, he was only focused on the little child, walking through the field of flowers and grass with a wide smile on her face.
The elf was about to reply, when soone interrupted her, running towards the child version of herself and revealing her na before she could do it:
"Lirael!!"
The woman called out.
At the sight of that person, the elf, who was seeing one of her dearest people for the first ti in countless years, fell to the ground crying.
’I am here to learn her alchemy… but I guess learning a bit about how other worlds work could turn out pretty useful, I’ll just watch for now’
"My lady, you cannot leave now, the ceremony will begin in a couple of hours, we must get you dressed up properly!"
Even though the woman talked a lot, the child just smiled and ran through the fields with that happy smile on her face.
The scene then changed, seeing as many elves were gathered, and most of them held a solemn expression on their faces, it was easy to assu it was the scene of the ceremony the woman was talking about just a few monts earlier.
They were still in a beautiful and eye-pleasing garden, but this ti, they were surrounded by a do made out of vines, which let only a few rays of light pass through.
The little girl, just like seven other kids, was standing in front of a white altar, covered in beautiful green vines and purple flowers.
"What were you doing here?"
Hans asked, curious to know what was going on.
Even though he wasn’t sure a reply would co back, luck seed to be on his side, as the beautiful elf got up from the ground and told him what he wanted to know:
Her eyes were still lucid, and her voice still trembling from the sigh in front of her, but she still managed to speak:
"It happened when I was six, it’s a ceremony we held in order to assess our talent at handling the spirits"
"Handle the spirits?" Hans asked surprised.
"Yes, spirit summoning is sothing that can be learned as long as one has the minimum talent required for it, but spirit handling is another thing… it’s imprinted on one’s soul, and with little exceptions, it remains the sa throughout an elf’s whole life."
’Handling the spirits? I heard that summoning them is already an incredible feat, and that the higher level the summoned spirit is, the higher the power of the Elentalist, does that an we are only rely scratching the surface of the world of spirits? Is this perhaps a gift unique to elves, that we, as humans, will never be able to acquire…’
Hans was curious about it, but seeing as the mories continued, he figured that asking about it later wouldn’t have been a problem.
A male elf, dressed in green clothing made from smooth and shiny silk, walked towards the altar and positioned himself behind it.
"As of today, we present this circle’s offspring to our god and let him judge their talent as a spiritual Elentalist"
’A spiritual elentalist… that sounds like an epic class at least’
Hans thought as he watched the man raise his hands to the sky.
’Also… a god, it’s the second ti I’ve seen a god out of three worlds I’ve explored, is it a coincidence? Or is it the standard for a world to believe in a single god? If that were to be the case then… why isn’t it the sa for Earth?’
A few seconds passed, and a string of light wrapped around the altar before shining even more brightly, blinding Hans and all the spectators, especially the little kids, who watched the altar in awe.
"Co forward now, it’s ti to let our god see you for the first ti."
One after the other, the kids touched the altar and stood still for a few seconds before the altar shone once again.
According to what Lirael had said, the brighter the altar shone, the higher the kid’s talent was. Still, there was no need to watch it since even if she was the daughter of two renowned elves, her talent had turned out to be one of the lowest ever shown during the ceremony.
’The story of soone with a non-existent talent huh?
That’s pretty cliche’
But contrary to Hans’s expectation, after her talent was revealed to be so low, the other people’s attitude towards her didn’t change in the slightest, it was not a world like his, where those who were more talented than others could do everything they wanted…
And even with her trashy talent, Lirael lived the following twenty years of her life peacefully…
Until that disastrous day.
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