Chapter 57: Tashian Pheloi

Chapter 57: Tashian Pheloi

Bang!

Her half-lost consciousness returned with a resounding boom.

Losing consciousness just from a fragment hitting her head would be considered a disgrace for a being called the pinnacle of all things.

But she was already so broken that even such a thing seemed insignificant.

-Ah, da

However, prioritizing the contract to test humanity, she couldnt just cast this power out of her body.

As the means created for it whined in mid-air, Tashian frowned and spoke with blood-stained lips.

That one is not your dad.

-Dad, daaaad.

Even if you thrash around like this, nothing changes. Unless that guy says he will take you away

-Uwaaaahhhh!!

An ego awakened much faster than expected.

But still, it was just the state of a toddler around 2-3 years old.

Drawn by the tantrum, the mana that was unleashed was wild and rough, not distinguishing between destruction.

Boom!!!

The shockwave caused cracks all over her body, and the dust that poured out settled on the ground.

Normally, it would disperse into dust, but soon, it was drawn back to her body, turning into droplets of blood.

It was inevitable.

The pinnacle of all creation carried such weight even in a single word, and therefore, even whimsical promises must be kept.

Even if her lifespan had exceeded its limit, the world would not allow her death if the contract had not ended.

As expected.

But such innate birthright felt like a curse now.

Thus, from the mouth of this transcendent being, what could be called resentment began to leak.

Indeed, humans should not have been nurtured.

Reflecting on the past that she couldnt settle down due to her inherent curse of disillusionment growing.



Dragon.

The supreme being that used its inherent existence to dominate as part of the world and contributed to shaping this world, the pinnacle of all creation

But from the moment their mission to complete the world ended, their descendants lost their sense of existence entirely.

No matter how powerful, there was nowhere appropriate to use that power, and nothing existed above them, so everything in the world seemed trivial.

Ah, ma. Mama.

Volcano Dragon, Tashian Pheloi.

She, who made her home in a volcano, wandered the world due to a whim born at the end of her empty life.

Tired of sleeping, she thought it wouldnt be bad to experience whatever came her way during her travels.

Do you not have a mother?

Waaaahhh!!

Yes, it all started with the cradle that floated down the river she came across during her travels.

It was merely an extension of her caprice, picking up and raising that child.

Heh, really, why does a child who hasnt even lived a hundred years have such a booming voice?

But the fallen dragon, for the first time, felt a simple emotion awakened towards that small life, something she had never felt before.

Whether it was because she thought raising this child would be the end of her life, or out of curiosity about which would die firsther, a long-lived species, or the newly born short-lived one.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Either way, this journey that began on a simple whim continued with the desire to protect the life she had picked up by chance.

Well, its my last, so maybe this isnt so bad.



Just the sight of them coming at her with such trivial matters on their lips was enough to make her irritation surge.

They were like insects, unworthy of her attention under normal circumstances.

Because they were aggravating her, already struggling to control her own emotions.

Roar!!

Chasing away the incessant buzzing in her ears, she breathed out as much as she could.

The weak beings that turned to dust from just that blast of heat.

The gap between dragons and humans, even when they swarmed in groups to their deaths, was overwhelming, but still, the insects that had not seen her might continue to swarm her, becoming a nuisance.

Without understanding the difference in their origins, they kept rushing at her like moths to a flame

Unless she taught them their place, this would continue to repeat in the future.

Uwaaaah! Its a dragon!

A dragon has appeared! Everyone run!!

So, she decided to leave her lair and exterminate them.

Otherwise, she wouldnt be able to quell her own turmoil.

Even if her body crumbled to its limit, she considered it her fate to annihilate all humans on this land.

Rumble, rumble.

Thus, the fight of humanity, which provoked the fallen dragon, shifted from an attack to fulfill their desires to a battle for survival.

Even after destroying several countries, the dragon finally defined the emotions swirling within her.

Its because of humans.

Because she had been involved with humans from the beginning, thats why she had become like this.

Realizing that it was not just annoyance but humanity that had made her lifes end so chaotic, stealing her peace, depended solely on the contempt awakened at the end of her life.

Tacchia Pheloi.

The woman who stood in the way of the dragon, having chosen to reign as a calamity, was one of those insects but possessed a particularly special power.

Do you remember me?

She recognized it immediately.

That this person possessed a power similar to that of dragons.

But even that was insignificant compared to a real dragon.

The fallen dragon, aware of the similarity of power emanating from this being, chose to ignore it and proceed with her intent.

Regardless of who the opponent was, if they were human, they were no different from those who contributed to scorching her body.

The flames would not extinguish until they had completely consumed her body.

If you dont remember, thats fine. I didnt come here to have a leisurely chat with you.

The woman who had chosen to stand against the dragon, reigning as a calamity, murmured softly, channeling the power inherited from her into her sword.



Hero, Tacchia Pheloi.

Mentioning the name inherited from the mother who had raised her.

I will now deal with the calamity threatening humanity.

Holding the sword, which began to glow with a blue light.

She began to flash a threatening gaze towards her.

Ill make you regret abandoning me. Damn mother.



Tacchia Pheloi.1

The last hero born to this world, and an unsung hero, pushed into oblivion by the countless calamities that followed.



ED/N: Tacchia is the daughter, Tashian is the mother.