Zeeta and the Wizarding World
The Desire of the Giant
Tellaura muttered after Jeanne healed the incision wound that kept bleeding from her. There are severe cuts, some are small. But it was all meaningless after Jeanne closed it with runes. Nevertheless, his bruise remains what it is. Jeanne reasoned that if she healed him as well, then Tellaura would be affected by his rune, and would instead kill him.
“Where am I..?” tellaura asked as she looked around. All around him were giant trees where he could not see the upper end. The land he occupied was also felt to be different from the usual land. Same with the grass. “What exactly is this place..?”
“Oh. Finally we're awake. You are now in the Forbidden Forest, Tir Na Nog.”
“Ti... Tir Na Nog?!”
“Hmm? You know this forest, son?”
“Ti-no .. I've only heard of it from my life-saver...”.
“Life rescuer?” Tellaura looked at Jeanne's blue eyes as if they were burning. “Ah, her name is Matilda, is it?”
“Eh? Wh-why do you know his name? Wh-who are you exactly?”
Jeanne smiled. “No need you know now. Let's just say I'm on your side who'll help you get home. But, only until there is my help. Son, before you question me, why don't you worry about yourself first? You're full of wounds.”
“This is nothing!
“If I can't know who you are, can I know about this forest? I heard this forest has a human life. Is that true?”
“Well I'm in need of a talkative after a long time, so it's okay, deh.” Jeanne who had previously crouched down in front of Tellaura was now squatting and leaning against one of her trees. “Consider for your rest as well. Sit down and don't strain, 'cause I'm here, you're not gonna do anything. In fact, if this forest so desired, the bruise would soon disappear.
“But don't be moody if the forest doesn't want to. It must be because they don't trust you as a partner—not like me.”
“I don't ... so understand, but well.” Tellaura did what Jeanne told her to do.
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“What do you think of this forest? Beautiful isn't?” asked Jeanne, looking around her forest.
“Uhm.” Tellaura smiled. “Very beautiful. I feel my heart is very calm to be here.”
“Haha, so, huh?
“About your question earlier .. Let me ask you first. Are you the kind of person who believes in legends and myths?”
“Trust anyway .. don't know. But ... Today I know a few things. That black-haired noble was not a human, nor am I an ordinary human. Maybe so is my sister.
“Which little boy can run as fast as the wind, throw as strong as a rock landslide, and can ... kill the palace guard?”
Jeanne smiled. “I'll assume it's ‘ya’.
“Thousands of years ago, this forest had guards. The guard is the figure who watches over and protects the entire forest in this world. The creature's name is Dryad. In human knowledge, they are the Forest Spirit. Whatever it is called, the entity remains the same.
“Dryad it has friends. That friend is two human beings. One of them is who created—no .. not create, but initiated this forest.
“Tir Na Nog used to be a place where Humans, Giants, Elves, and some Dragons lived together. This place is filled with a lot of mana, therefore this place is forbidden to humans who—ah, forget it.
“So .. does that mean you're not human?”
Jeanne remained in her smile. “Leave it on your own imagination and judgment.”
“Although you are very human-like, you are not Human?”
Jeanne didn't expect that question from Tellaura. “Ahahaha! How many creatures in the world do you think resemble humans? Are you saying that chimpanzees, apes, and gorillas are not human-like creatures?”
“So-soal it...”.
Jeanne stroked the head of Tellaura. “I am not your enemy. About this, I want you to believe from the bottom of your heart. But I can't always help you. The answer about that, I didn't know you'd reach it or not, but someday you'll know it—even after you're dead.
“The main thing, you should be able to get out of the range of the Southern Flare and go home. Whatever happens next, I want you to stick to what you believe, even if it means you decide to fall into the abyss of darkness.
“For you to return home safely, use the river that will be a shortcut to your village.”
“Sung...? You told me to find a river with trees this big?”
“I'll put magic on you.”
“Si-magic?”
“Yapc. And this is magic that only I can do and no one can bother him. So, when you get to the river, follow my words.”
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Jeanne waved at Tellaura who was carrying her sister's back after being ushered out of the forest.
“What a reckless step you took this time, Jeanne.” An owl perched on Jeanne's shoulder.
“The child has the pure power of his ancestors. Different from Southern Flare or even her own parents. The world will change again, starting from her.”
“Yggdrasil sometimes troublesome too yes. The fate of the world must change over and over again until it reaches its final point.”
“Because that's the step this time is needed. Everything I did to make the end of it all possible. Like whatever the ultimate form of this magical world, even though I am not a part of it, I can accept it if the successor is indeed as destined by Yggdrasil.”
“’A little eight-year-old boy, ending the world.’ Those were the words of Yggdrasil before breaking into the Spirit of Yggdrasil. Either how much more conflict between Humans and magic creatures must continue to occur for that end to arrive .. whose irony must be ended by a child?”
“This must be due to fate, my friend, Maisie.”
“Destiny? What do you mean?”
“Your ancestors saw all the events of that day. The day the Dragons and Giants killed a small family of humans. The father was Gala, the mother was Flare, and the son was Ars.
“The little family lived with several people and they were in one group. Excluding Gala, all of them were slaughtered by the Dragons and Giants, not least the child, Ars. Ars was between seven and nine years old.
“All Aurora who have a great destiny in her life, most experience events that are very affected for her life in that age range. I, Jeanne, am a Giant who has lived for thousands of years and no longer know how old I am....
“Just want them..The children no longer have to experience this kind of thing....
“This magical world .. must end.”