บท 223: Flaming Earth (Pt. III)

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As the child said, it was beautiful.

For the first time in centuries, it was the most beautiful sight Yuzuki had ever seen. Mizuto with his water spells, combined with the help of the winds Mizuki commanded. The frost that covered the grass in silver, cushioning the child's abrupt fall when she jumped into her parents' arms.

'Parents...'

Yuzuki didn't have any parents, he remembered. He wasn't alone either. The water, the sea, the ocean-- it was calling out for him.

He remembered that one human he met decades ago. The god along his side that teased whenever he's in the mood to. Yuzuki finally remembered their faces, their looks. A pair of travellers with contrasting looks, completely different from each other.

Their names, their garbs, their words. Yuzuki finally remembered it all.