Chapter 1: Prologue
One bug crawls up the heavenly peach tree, the tree of immortality. No one knows how the bug got there, as it scuttles up its trunk and went even higher, the bug had decided to make it it's home.
For the record, the tree of immortality shouldn't even be habituated by mere insects. Even normal animals can't get close within its hundred-mile radius because they would suffocate from the tree's divine atmosphere. It just so happens that this bug had crawled from underneath it and had been tirelessly digging its way out of the earth.
The bug crept over its branches and inched its tiny little legs to the one lone fruit. As it came close, it halted for a while before it decided that the fruit would be its food now. The bug then made one small nibble, and after a while, it fell over. Down he goes until it landed and lodged itself in the tree roots.
The fruit of the heavenly peach tree, similarly to its divine nature that no ordinary beings can endure, its fruit is also toxic to them. It can only be eaten by divine beasts.
Because the bug is as normal as it gets, it suffered a great attack. It kept writhing as it lies there on its back, unable to haul itself upright. The peach's holy attributes burned the insect's insides, its whole system became chaotic and it would die sooner.
As if some higher power is playing a big joke, a gust of magical essence escaped from the cracks in the tree roots. Since the bug was lodged in between it, all of the essences entered its body and prevented its pitiful death.
Two warring energies battled inside of it and the peach's power got overwhelmed by the more powerful magicules. The opposing energy subsided, eaten by the essence, and blended within the bug.
The bug stopped wriggling after that and froze, seemingly appearing as if it is dead. Its body glowed, the light enveloping it like a cocoon, and wrapped it all over, turning into a crystal.
Days passed by, the crystal grows in diameter. From one tiny ball, it got bigger, looking like a full-sized watermelon. Then within a few more weeks, the watermelon becomes the size of 3 and a half feet in length and stopped growing.
On one fine day, a tiny crack appeared on its surface, and more, and more. Until the top half split open and one hand broke out. The hand grasped the remaining shell and shattered it until the being inside got out.
Under the shade of the heavenly tree, a sprawled figure of a child-looking being can be seen. One curious blood-rabbit peeked among the foliage and stares at it before scurrying away.
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