Chapter 410: Origin of the cursed Halfling
-|Megane’s Story|-
[Several months earlier]
After the Primordial tournament had ended, Megane had be extremely weak that prevented her from using the reward she had obtained more than a month ago.
Being used by both races she belonged to, Megane had barely recuperated before she was forced to finish herst [Mythic] mission as fast as possible.
She had received help from the Primordial tournament’s final rewards and the resources provided by both races she belonged to, allowing her to finish everything without further problems.
Her strength was unparalleled in the Basic Primordial dimensions, and her existence was something that shouldn’t have been possible either!
Since her childhood, Megane had been seen as a miracle child, a being that was supposed to change the future of the races she belonged to, to bring a promising future and defeat the numerous enemies they had amassed.
However, the very reason for her glorious existence had turned her into a puppet and a tool.
She had been born with a silver spoon and made to wear a crown of thorns, none of which had been her choice, just her cursed fate that was nurtured to be stronger, to solve every single issue her ancestors were unable to, to take over the Primordial dimensions and be the unchallenged administrator!.
This was the grand goal of both the Dark Ice elves and the Eclipse thunder devils, the advanced race that backed the Dark Ice Elves, had pursued for a millennia.
In the end, most races had simr goals but never had one been close to even meeting the administrator, let alone figuring out what he/she looked like.
Maybe the administrator didn’t even exist, but Megane was the best candidate to figure this out as she may get the opportunity to meet someone specific once she had created a perfect foundation!
Both the races rejoiced when she had achieved this spectacr feat, and several months after she had started to finish her perfect foundation, it finally happened the moment, she attained a mana purity of [100%] while her physique was perfect.
Only her mind was foggy, filled with the maniptions, hypnosis, and multitude of permanent curses her own races had cast on her.
All of this had weakened her mental well-being as they had obtained control over her mind thereby controlling her actions and keeping a watch on her 24/7.
There was only a tiny fraction of her own will left within Megane, that she had hidden deep inside her conscience, away from everyone and everything.
This was her only weakness, and something that had turned her into a marite since the day she, a halfling, had been born!
Her fate had been decided by others since that day, and there was not a single day of rest. Every single minute, she was apanied by bodyguards, healers, and schrs, trying to protect and teach her.
During everybat lesson, she was heavily injured, only to be healed before herbat training resumed.
This went on for hours, and not even constant fainting provided her any respite as variant healers could wake her up at any moment.
If Shane’s past had been arduous, making himin about the unfairness of the world, Megane could not even voice out her pain, anger, and fear, let alone think of it.
The curses she harbored prevented her from thinking ill of anyone around her except the foreign races the Dark Ice elves and Eclipse thunder devils programmed her to hate.
In the end, she had even received the [Sin of Gluttony] after years of being able to preserve thest remnants of her own will.
Devouring everything bright and joyful within her, Megane’s curses leeched on her sanity. It was only an ounce of her will, and the small ray of hope that she could cling to, but even those were slowly dimming.
However, the worst that could have happened to her was encountering Shane!
Because she was controlled and conditioned into an emotionless marite, her only weakness, which was the tiny fraction of reaction speed she lost, had given the human being the chance to almost killing her.
How beautiful this would have been!
Megane had wished to die countless times, but adequate steps had been taken to prevent her from doing so. She couldn’t just end her life whenever she wanted as it would only increase the lethality of the multitude of curses within her.
As such, being killed by others had been the only opportunity to gain peace.
Unfortunately, nothing went ording to her wishes.
Instead, Shane’s attack had caused her to instinctively activate the [Forbidden] skill she had obtained from the Sin of Gluttony, manifesting a membrane around her body that devoured everything in her surroundings.
Even those that were stronger would be reduced to a sack of bones and meat, decreasing their strength by at least 10%, even if they were more than several stages higher than she was!
Nevertheless, the price to activate this skill was huge.
It deprived Megane of almost everything she had left of her own will, leaving her with a tiny fraction that was not even worth mentioning while her hope had been shattered.
However, neither her own will, the insufferable pain caused due to the curses, or the wishes of the races she belonged to mattered.
The moment she was transported to an unknown, yet mystic, morous ce she was swept through by so much mana, that she was unable to move a single inch.
The moment she attained a perfect foundation, Megane had been enveloped in a membrane of mana before she was teleported to the ce she found herself at now.
Her feet touched the ground that was, in fact, clouds.
Despite this amazing fact, her gaze was trained on the massive pce that was only a few hundred meters away from here.
A lengthy white alley paved out of the most exquisite material she had ever seen suddenly swam into her view, revealed by the clouds that slowly parted.
Streams of a golden and silverish hue permeated the air, turning everything even more bewitching than it was at the first nce.
With every second that Megane spent enveloped in the golden-silverish hue, her mind became clearer and she subconsciously took the first step forward.
After taking the first step, her other foot followed suit and she began to walk towards the pce as if in a trance. The pce was shrouded in a dense aura filled with the golden-silverish hue.
Subconsciously taking one step after another, Megane sensed the mana bing denser around her, only to dodge her, brushing past Megane.
At the same time, the golden-silverish aura swept through her, seemingly ridding her of the baggage she had brought along with her.
The curses she harbored were bing weaker by the second, and the pressure weighing on her had already worn out, allowing Megane’sst tiny fraction of will to resurface.
Her eyes had already turned red, revealing the joy she felt as her lips curled upwards, revealing her first radiant smile.
At that moment, she had already stepped through the gigantic doors that seemed to reveal the seemingly empty interior of the ginormous pce.
Only then could she see the outlines of something unfathomable, something Megane had never really expected to truly exist.
The being was enveloped in a thickyer of golden-silverish streams of mana that radiated the aura of something that was countless times grander than the strongest being she had ever encountered.
This included the god-like powerhouses from the advanced race she belonged to!
‘Is…that the administrator?’ She thought with a sliver of fear rising within the pits of her stomach.
At that moment, the being got up from the throne that was ced at the far end of the hall, causing the energy currents in the surroundings to ripple violently as if they were seemingly screaming to gain attention from the mysterious being.
This simple move of the being in front of her had released a shockwave, forcing Megane to retreat several steps as she instinctively clutched her chest and felt her heart thumping wildly against her ribcage.
‘There was not even a trace of mana involved…this was just his physical strength?!? How is that even possible….and they want to defeat…this being…?’
“Do you still want to die, Megane?”
The calm, yet sonorous voice of a man reverberated through therge hall, bouncing off the walls, piercing right into her heart.
The question startled Megane and dragged her out of her train of thoughts, making her forget everything else.
At the same time, the simple yet direct question caused her to reveal everything she had hidden so far.
Somehow, the curses, maniptions, and other means to control Megane had beenpletely lifted off of her, dispersing into nothingness.
She felt as if something the being had somehow reached for the deep-rooted curses and controls locked within some part of her brain, yanking them out of her despite not even taking a step towards her. She gasped as the sudden tug caused her legs to give in as she began to cry out loudly.
Her voice resounded through the entire hall, but the being that had spoken to her didn’t say anything. He merely watched her, giving her the opportunity to feel how it was to be truly alive, to be able to move however she wanted, and reveal her emotions.
Though tears were streaming down her face, she was smiling, as if she had been reborn.
Everything felt like a first-time experience to her, and she never wanted to return to her terrible life; to the situation, she had just left behind.
“It looks like you’ve already made a decision, huh? Well, that was to be expected. Some races are truly cruel to their prodigies and cross all limits in their greed to achieve something unattainable.
I could make it right for you, let me grant you one wish!”
These words sealed the end of a torturous chapter in Megane’s long life, initiating the second chapter of a free and young Halfling, who had lived a life in fear, pain, and under the control of others, which was something that had now changed!
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