Eminent Domain

Eminent Domain

Year 102

Nothing of significance happened. I met the two heroes, they seemed bored, and well, the demon didnt show them anything new either. Im still trying to fix my shit, and improve my pain endurance even more.

Year 103

Would the next demon king pop out around now? I mean... no? I sensed some magic flying here and there, but I have no clue what else.

Year 104

I had a dream. Usually dreams are divine or oracular in nature, since they often foretold or spoke of divine intervention, so this one was strange. Theres like... 5 asteroids, bright red. They crashed on the world. And... thats it.

But it felt different. I wasnt quite sure what.

-

Still nothing?

Nope. The two bored heroes responded. Same imagery.

Ah.

Based on when the previous demon king battle happened, the demon king should appear again in another year, and so the world should be facing demonic attacks already. But theres 5 heroes remaining, I suppose they should be doing alright. Even if one of those heroes was somehow expelled.

Im sure they are doing fine.

Year 105

This year is the year the demon king is supposed to descend. After all, its been 10 years, and so, in the 2nd half of the year. It did.

[Demon King Phenex has descended]

I wonder what happened this time..

Year 106

4 months after the demon king descended, I felt it again.

A huge, huuuuuge surge of magic, so overwhelming that its disgusting. Even when my limbs are torched and burnt I could feel it. It even resonates with my very soul.

Im sure its blood magic. Theres something really sickening about this magic that makes me feel like puking, if I could. A tree cant puke, sadly.

I felt whatever it was headed towards its intended target. Like how you could feel the sun even with your eyes closed, I could feel it move, the change in its angle.

But the demon king lived. unicated Hero, Astra has died]

Huh.

That... was not expected. Indeed, not expected at all.

About one to two days later, the demonic corruption around me started behaving erratically. As if supercharged, I felt the demonic corruption surge through my body, my roots. I felt it push strongly against the root-walls of my valley.

I felt cracks in my root-walls. More cracks.

Here. There.

The demonic sludged that stabilised over the past 20 years suddenly started moving, flowing, and it pushed against my root-walls.

More cracks! I feel like Im trying to use sandbags to hold back a tsunami, and there are pockets where the levee broke. The demonic corruption rushed in, together with the sludge.

And then.... All at once, it stopped.The sludge stopped.

[Madeus has died]

[Yvon has died]

[34 other familiar-users have died]

[You gained two levels. You are now level 149]

[Skill : Pain endurance upgraded!]

[Obtained new skill : Root Fortress]

[Obtained Yvons soul]

[Obtained 7 experience seeds]

And on top of that, I received a long string of notifications about class seeds and skill seeds. From the many that died, theres [wizard], [swordmage], [brawler], [druid], [knight] and a whole list of many other classes.

I felt... sad.

What happened out there.

Monsters. A voice. I recognise that voice.

Yvon? I turn to face a glowing blob. It is in fact, Yvon.

Hi. I said. I mean, I kind of miss talking to someone thats not a demon.

Happy to see you, Aeon. We... really couldve used your help.

Im not sure if you can see, but Im stuck in this state holding back the demonic energy.

Thats what we thought too. You look like... a tree. This is the soul realm that Jura told me about? He said that you have this space where its where the dead linger.

I am a tree, why wouldnt I look like a tree.

Mistress Yvon! Erizs soul detected her previous mistresss soul. Oh no. You died...

Well... it was inevitable. Things were looking really bleak for us. We have barely enough food and water, and every time we lose someone with familiars, a bit of our food supply goes along with it.

Im very curious whats been happening outside. Stop. You two can catch up later. Tell me about what happened outside.

[One domain ability is unlocked every 10 levels. Next domain ability at level 160. Next sub-domain focus at level 200]

[Demonic Curse is suppressed by your Domain Ability. Effect of demonic curse is reduced]

My roots started to heal, even as the demonfire burned. It healed faster than it could burn, and within minutes, the demonic corruption was confined into the dedicated tunnels used to expel the absorbed demonic energy. So, even though the top of my body, the very tip of the branches are now emitting demonic flames, the branches themselves are no longer burning.

Ive become... an oil refinery that flares up. Okay that was lame. Maybe Hades, then?

About one day after the healing, I saw my valley once more. Then, I felt the reconnection of everything in the valley. All my fellow surviving trees, flowers, bushes, herbal plants and roots. My brethren.

It feels me with joy to hear them all again, their ambient voices in the background. I felt my energy flowing back to them, and theirs back to me.

I surveyed my valley. Oh how terrible it looked. My roots were holding back the demonic sludge from the back, the roots hardened.

Theres still a few large tunnels of demonic energies, but now, with my new [Domain], I could forcefully suppress those flames into smaller, much smaller ones. Its like a gas stove, and with my new powers I turned the knob, and the fires shrunk.

[Reconnecting to Trevor]

...mAsTeR? A familiar voice.

Yes, Trevor.

I felt what amounts to joy and relief, and immediately after that, the overlay returned to me. Things are dire. About 20,000 or so trees are left in the area protected by my wall of roots. Theres also about 1,000 or so natural giant trees, and about 50 or 60 subsidiary trees that survived. The grand mind tree is damaged, and will need some materials to repair. Most other structures are gone. New Freeka is gone too.

I mean, I knew that, but seeing it again really hammered that reality in. What was once New Freeka's was replaced with blocks of demonic sludge, by now mostly hardened. But there are gaps in those sludge, and the demonic hybrids would emerge from them.

Welcome back, master. Trevor quickly found back his composure. Youve been away for 21 years.

I know. What happened?

The valley has been attacked by demonic creatures. Without access to you, master, we were unable to use your delegated abilities, and can only activate our own abilities. As such, our attempts at defending the valley have met with mixed results. We attempted to aid the survivors where we can, but with our limited skillsets, we couldnt do much. And after ten or so years, our functions and awareness began to decay. Until... today.

I see. Thats when I finally zoomed back on the survivors. I hardly recognise them now, it has been so long, but then Trevor's overlay started to populate my vision with whatever data that he collected so far.

And I saw Jura, Laufen and Lausanne. Its been so long.

Glad to see the three of you alive. They were clearly observing the changes in the valley, and when my telepathic voice reached them, all of them froze. Jura immediately knelt on the floor. Laufen just stoned, and Lausanne made a fistpump.

OH YEAH. I KNEW IT WAS TREETREE. She said. I KNEW IT.

Laufen and Jura both seemed unable to say a word.

Lausanne... well. She wasnt young anymore. She looks like an adult. Shes... 37? Oh my. She isn't a young teenager anymore, even if she spent twenty years holed up in this valley. They all look really skinny, like theyve not been eating well. In fact, they all look malnourished.

At that moment, I suddenly remembered that Jura had some villager skills that were useful for such situations. Skills he didnt let me remove because its nostalgia. Looks like he was right, he wouldve died without those skills, with how this environment seems to lack sufficient meat sources. All they have been eating are fruits, vegetables, leaves.

All of you look like shit.

They didnt answer. Well, except Lausanne. Of course we do. Were not exactly having a feast here! Now get us out of this valley!

Easier said than done, Lausanne. I attempted to look further, beyond the valley, and couldnt do so because all my subsidiary trees outside this cocoon were all destroyed. Maybe those further away survived, because I didnt get a notification for Dimitree, or those that guarded the volcano, or those near Lilies too, but thats for another day. I would need to reclaim the terrain from the demons in order to see further, but for now, lets get the house in order.

I focused back on the valley. 3,000 or so survivors. Quite a bit of treefolks, some centaurs, some lizardpeople, some dwarves too, and the rest, elves.

Trevor was already busy at work, quickly reconnecting me to all the surviving trees in the valley. I felt their voice return, and at the same time, their power. The valleys root walls hardened, and in an instant, a bit more life returned to the land. The sickly looking trees, deprived of sunlight started to sprout more green leaves.

I used my roots to force the hole on top of our valley to open up, and bit by bit, a little more sunlight came in. Well, not exactly sunlight. Its a stormy firestorm out there.

Oh wow. The survivors admired the sunhole expanding overhead. It wasnt sunlight, but finally, a bigger view of the sky. Theyve been missing the skies.

Bad news is, whatever happened, happened to probably most of this continent. I said to Jura, Lausanne and Laufen. The survivors have gathered up, and heard their announcement.

TreeTree... its so weird to hear your voice after so long. Lausanne said. Ive grown up now. Im also level 80 now.

...yes. And I havent quite come to terms with that. She still feels like a young 16 year old girl last I saw her. This isnt quite right.

I feel like Ive woken up from a 20 year coma to discover the world has changed and Im still that same old fart. I will need some time to adjust to this new reality.

They all look really skinny. Jura looked haggard. Famine in this environment has been exceptionally hard. Sucks even more that the demons are not edible. Unlike monsters, some of which are edible.

Wait. Level 80? That means shes capped out like Jura? Is that your cap?

...yes. She said.

How many of you hit your level caps?

Me. Uncle Jura, there... uh... Neros close, like level 70ish. And uh... Romas level 70ish too. Well. In fact, about 50 of them are at level 70 to 80, which is exceptionally high level for a band of survivors. But in terms of class, I think mine, Uncle Juras and the captains have the best skills, since we have the familiars for extra power.

That explained how they managed to stop the deaths after a while. With 50 level 70 to 80, they could take on most high level creatures. Even with just ordinary [Knight] or [Soldier] class, thats a very good place to be.

Twenty years.

I kinda feel like I just had a manga powerup timeskip. Only, well, its these elves that had a big powerup.

If all of you are so strong, why dont you break out of this place?

Uh... the demons are strong, and theres a lot of them. Like... every wave is a few hundred of them. Lausanne said. And that hole was our only exit. None of us wanted to break through the roots because we dont want more monsters coming in if we fail. She pointed at the hole.

Wave? And then I felt it too. There was a crack in my wall of roots, and monsters emerged from it. 500.

I was more than happy to unleash fury after being asleep for so long. A huge wave of root strikes, and all of the monsters crumbled.

Wheres horns?

Horns is in stasis, master. Trevor advised.

What?

And I saw him in one of the surviving subsidiary trees in the valley, his body severed in half, and hes left with his head. The subsidiary trees energies kept him alive and maintained him, but there wasnt enough to heal him.

I couldnt communicate with the survivors to get their druids to help. Trevor apologised.

I see.

I took a mental deep breath.

It was time to rebuild.