The Legends Of Creator Hero
The nostalgic warmth

The Hero Replacement is complete. Now Ray has officially received the blessing of the Hero and become a Hero who will fight with Rigel. The big difference could be clearly felt Ray. His body was much lighter than before, and the magic energy he had increased by many times.

"Try you to check how the skill and the dagger weapons you have."

Ray nodded and accessed the divine weapon even further. Starting from the level, skills and weapons that can be accessed are very abundant. Especially at the level, which far surpassed the level of hers back then.

"Unbelievably, my level has reached nine hundred, and there are countless skills and weapon changes I have. It seems that this is something that Hero Argo has achieved before." Ray admiringly called for his discovery. Rigel nodded and began to understand something.

It seems very clear, that the style that has been achieved by the previous Hero will be passed on to the next Hero. The proof is that Merial and Ray did not have to bother to start all over again. Yet I was a little distracted by one thing, it was about the Hero before us.

What did they achieve before? if it is true that the capabilities of previous generations can be inherited, then why should Rigel and the others start over? It seems that this mystery will remain a mystery.

"Well, we should be grateful that you don't have to start over. Now, there's still something else to do, you go back to the Region and ask Leo to see me later. Ahh, and one more thing, tell the other heroes that I want to have a meeting."

"All right then. I'll do my best, I'm sorry." Ray uses the teleport elevator and returns to the Region to carry out what Rigel has requested.

Rigel came out of the re-generating temple and breathed in some fresh air, as the little elf lights approached him. The seeds have started in the stockpile, waiting for how the squirrel took the bait. Substitutes will be prepared and the legacy will be passed on to him. Star control has been in his hands, only need to eliminate one dim star, namely Takatsumi. The selection of the heavenly emperor was not needed anymore, the other two candidates had fallen into the mud pit, while the other two were in his control, so there was no need for anyone to worry.

"One by one my roadblocks will be removed, and more and more pawns are in my hands. Now, let's see how it goes." Rigel looked up at the sky and walked leisurely towards the Spirit tree, where Tirith went through the test.

As the test progressed, Tirith arrived at a very dark place and was illuminated by a small brightness. Whether the ceiling or the ground where the tread can not be known, it is not even clear whether he floated or climbed something. Everything was the same color, the darkness that was adorned with the brilliance of a small light like a star.

"Where am I?" He muttered while staring at the surrounding area and did not find anything striking from this. Until a voice seemed to reverberate in this dark and small light world.

The exam will begin... The test has only one form of unity but has many paths branching out like the roots of a tree...

He looked back at his surroundings, to find where the voice that sounded like a girl came from. His voice echoed throughout this place, it was impossible to find the whereabouts or origin of this voice. There was no other choice but to give up searching, as it seemed that this figure had no intention of uncovering its existence. Is this the sound of the Spirit tree? Only such a thing could be thought of by him.

The roots of the tree will lead you to one place, the body of the tree... The body of the tree will produce leaves and fruits of intelligence... There is only one test!... Face everything! The past! The future! and a time you will never reach! Face everything then the fruit of intelligence will appear... The exam began.

In an instant, the world began to change. The world that was originally like the night sky had now changed into a miserable scene in his memory. A scene from a memory he doesn't want to remind. A scene of a demon and a Hero playing a game of picking things up from a cursed urn. For the sake of freedom of himself and others, the man was willing to sacrifice and allow himself to be heavily injured.

"This... the exam?" Tirith murmured, her expression describing the endless horror and fear, "Facing, The past?" Right, it was a past that he did not expect would appear here. A past where the worst scene, the man she loved met his end.

The man slowly took something from inside the cursed urn. In the first choice, he was lucky that getting crystals with magic abound in them, in the second choice, he got a black hollow paper telling him to look into the hole and make him lose an eye.

"Don't! Rigels!" He ran up to Rigel and tried to grab his hand to stop him from taking the contents of the cursed jar.

"Can't I.. Can I touch it?"

Both of his hands pierced through Rigel's hands, not only his hands, but his entire body was untouchable, as if it was just a mere optical illusion. He understood, no matter how hard he tried, his voice, his hands, his cries would never reach him. If this was a test then there was an implied meaning behind everything, he just had to witness it to the end, trembling in his body.

At his third choice, he lost you his left hand and left an indescribable pain. Not long after, his King—Her father and the troops arrived just as the demons who only had half a body left. Again Rigel had to be tormented, he had to face his death that very day, on charges of losing his divine protection and becoming a lost Hero. Rigel clung to the edge of the abyss, staring at everyone present and asking for help meaninglessly.

His shout could still clearly be remembered, even echoing in his ears. Slowly the water began to fall. Tirith broke into tears, she remained standing and stared at the illusion in front of her as tears slightly disturbed her vision. Until the world turned into a night sky.

A tough girl... Your past ends here. Now face your future!

The world changed again, becoming a scene in a city—Kingdom full of frenzied happiness everywhere. Flags adorned along the way, beautiful flowers became ornaments in every home. Everyone gathered in one place, the Kingdom Region to witness the binding of the promise of a Hero and a princess of the Kingdom.

Many people from all over the world came to attend this wedding, starting from the nobility to the commoners and even demi-humans who attended. Not only that, the other Heroes also attended the wedding in the formal attire they wore. A happy smile was clearly engraved on everyone's faces, peace seemed to spread in the hearts of many. His father sat in the front seat, along with other kings impatiently waiting for the presence of his beloved daughter on the podium decorated with trinkets and white flowers.

King Alexei stands in the middle of the podium, it seems that he will be the priest at this wedding.

"It... My wedding?" Mumbled Tirith who watched the illusion before his eyes. A moment later, the groom came and climbed the podium. White-haired men wearing white knight clothes, which are often used in weddings. Her hair and clothes are very harmonious and added some gold and red decorations.

Not long after, the bride's soso, the golden-haired girl came and climbed the podium. Wearing a very graceful white bridal outfit and a transparent white hood covered her hair. Her lips were a little reddish, and in her hand she was holding a bunch of pretty flowers.

Tirith who witnessed this beautiful, truly beautiful illusion began to flutter and be moved. If a future like this was to happen, he would not wait for the day to come. But anyway, this is just a test.

The two brides took the stage, smiles of happiness broke out from the two, not only them, but it was also contagious to the person who witnessed it.

Alexei immediately read out the sacred words that would bind the two couples, he finally took out a pair of rings from his pocket and had the couple put his rings on each other's fingers.

The moment when they would kiss each other, while all were waiting for their lips to touch each other, the sky began to turn red. The sound of the door opening resounded loudly from the sky. In a split second, for a moment they almost kissed, the red-colored blood stained the beautiful dress of the bride.

Tirith the bride held Rigel's head in her hands and began to take the oath. While the other Hero rushed to attack the attacker with a burning anger. Looking up at the sky, they found the gates of heaven open, which means angels have descended to earth.

"Ragnaroks... Just started?" Tirith who was staring at the illusion looked at the sky in disbelief. The Angel army began to descend as the demon army appeared. Wars break out and kill everyone there, until the scenery begins to change into a small luminous night sky again. Tirith was sobbing with tears, she could not bear to watch anymore, but she still had to pass it as a test.

"Hiks... Hix... How much more time do I have to get out of this suffering?" He knelt down limp until another voice came.

Your future is done here... Up next... Face a time you will never be able to reach...

The scenery changed again, into a nostalgic view in a kingdom where he lived, Britannia. He was sitting in the seat where he used to sit, and in front of him were four Heroes he knew as well as an additional seat nearby. The chair should have been removed a long time ago, but strangely it remained in place.

"Sorry I'm late!" From a distance, there appeared a blonde woman with the age of three heads. Her hair was a little messy and she was obviously in a hurry to come here.

"Elizabeth, you're late! and your hair is messy too!" Altucray scolded the girl who came.

"I overslept a bit earlier, tehe~."

Another hero laughed because of that, yet only one figure looked sad, more to the surprise. Tears fell again, a figure he had not seen for a long time, the person Tirith loved the most after his father, "Mother...??"

Elizabeth looked at her daughter confusedly as she walked up to her, "Why my daughter? why are you crying? If this is how you won't be able to marry one of those heroes, lo." He wiped the tears on Tirith's cheek gently.

The warmth that has been so long unheard, what a very nostalgic feeling. Although knowing this was just a mere test, but it was really tough, this test was the toughest for him. Elizabeth and the others looked at Tirith with concern.

"No... It's okay, I'm fine. Yeah, I'm fine..." Tirith smiled at them.

At night, in the royal garden, Tirith was alone with her mother staring at the stars in the night sky. Until Rigel came and revealed his knowledge of the stars in the sky.

"The Rigel hero seems to know a lot about stars, yes..."

"Ah, not really, Queen. I happen to like the stars and remember only a few of them."

"Yes, that's awesome. If you're willing, can you stop calling me queen? Just call me mother, or your future father-in-law. You're getting married anyway, right?" Elizabeth smiled mischievously and tried to fight Rigel and Tirith.

"Mother! If you see him, you can get angry!" Tirith blushed and scolded her mother, until they finally laughed together.

Fun, really fun. Is it okay if I stay? I don't care about anything else, this world won't let me go, or so I hope.

The desire to stay clung tightly to him, but his responsibilities in the real world still cling as well. The real Rigel is waiting, not the illusion Rigel. He must not escape from reality, however this beauty is just an illusion.

Tirith got up and broke away from his mother's arms, "It seems like it's time..."

His mother and the illusory Rigel looked at him confusedly, "What's wrong, my daughter? it's not too late, and there's still a lot of stories to tell about Rigel's hero."

"Where are you going, Tirith?" Rigel asked.

Tirith did not try to turn around, she clasped her dress as she trembled, "Faraway place... A place far from heaven. There are still people waiting for me there, I can't leave them..."

Rigel and Elizabeth began to stand up, Rigel asked, "How long are you going to go and how far is it?"

"Maybe... Forever. A place farthest away, which you will not be able to reach..." Tirith trembled, "Mother...I'm sorry, maybe this is the last time I saw you, but you have to see me to the end... I love you so much that I will never forget you... I want to stay here, but if that means giving up, then I will refuse... Sorry..."

Elizabeth approached Tirith and hugged her gently from behind, "Yes... I know that because I love you too, more than the possessions in this world."

"I may disappoint you in the future, but keep an eye on me from heaven..." Tirith's tears began to fall, as the warmth of her mother's body could be clearly felt.

"Yes... No matter how long it takes to keep an eye on you, no matter how many times I am disappointed and no matter how little hope you have, I will keep an eye on you, as a mother. Go, Tirith... I'll watch your journey from here..."

The world is becoming like the night sky. Until the end, the warmth of Elizabeth's body still imprinted clearly on Tirith's body.

The test was completed, Tirith returned to her original time and as her body fell, she landed in another warm embrace. Gazing at who he landed to, Tirith found Rigel hugging him, "Good work. Welcome back, Tirith."

"... Yep... I'm back..."