Zeeta and the Wizarding World
The Light That Shines to the End of the World 1

The Levant's residence, floating in the air, in Karim's room, was holding a giant tree painting that looked natural. Nothing looks strange or suspicious, either from the color of the painting or the style of the drawing. Zeeta sat to the right of her grandfather and took hold.

Then, Zeeta's moon earrings glowed blue and the painting seemed to respond. It also shines according to the colors found there, such as green on the grass and leaves, brown on the trunk, twigs, and soil, and blue sky accompanied by white clouds. Protecting her eyes from glare, Zeeta closes her eyes tightly, and when she opens her eyes....

"In... Where is this...?!" Zeeta suddenly finds herself near a forest. Surprisingly, even though there was a forest in front of him, he was standing on the sand. He also realized that his body here looked translucent.

"I thought so." Luna, who had been sitting on Zeeta's shoulder from the start, finally made a sound.

"Luna's? You know about this?"

"Well, a little."

"Zeeta" said Karim, standing beside his grandson, "hereditary, the Levant keeps his vows this way. However, only a few people were able to see this scene."

Zeeta doesn't understand. "I don't understand. Doesn't that sound contradictory?"

"Those who are able to see this scene are those who were once chosen by the Fire Ancient Spirit, Ifrit."

"Ifrit...? Why was his name dragged with a pemanda...?" Zeeta remembers that her father—Hazell— entrusted her Ifrit in her lunar earrings. "So my father saw this sight?"

Karim nodded.

"What is here?"

"Look at yourself." Not long after Karim says it, Zeeta and Luna see a Dryad—a green-haired woman and a body shrouded by a light that is as colorful as the hair— out of the forest, who is, then followed by another woman with red hair and green eyes. He was dressed in all black made from a combination of animal skin and some cloth.

"Get him right now, Dryad!" exclaimed the Woman, "That man is really dangerous! Though you're sure he won't harm the forest and its inhabitants, but—"

"The power of your prophecy is dangerous to us, as you know, Lynn."

"Power of prophecy...?" Zeeta frowned, who then looked at the surroundings. He found Yggdrasil, sand, and forest. Heard from the context of the two men's talk, then.... Zeeta then gasped. He still remembered this scene very clearly. "Grandfather...?!" his screams, "so, this is Fyrriheim?!"

However, the expected answer turned out to be deviated. Karim shook his head, then replied, "This was really Earth three thousand years ago."

"THREE THOUSAND?!"

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The red-haired woman was silenced after the Dryad insinuated it.

"All as I have explained. The man named Gala was given magic by Yggdrasil last night. I decided to protect him in this forest."

"But, Dryad! My prediction—"

"Give him some time off and just think, can't you? Aren't you both a human like him?"

Lynn looked back. "Haahh. But, if there's anything, I raise my hand. I've reminded you."

Lynn went back into the woods. Inside, there was a Gala waiting to lean against a tree. "Just calm. I'll be gone soon."

Lynn said nothing and kept going.

Not long after, Dryad came and invited Gala into the forest. The dryad allowed Gala to clean herself of all the stains on her body, both blood, sand, dust, etc., in a calm flowing river. They also accompany the activity by talking and turning their backs to each other.

"What are your plans after this?" ask Dryad.

Gala was silent for a moment while looking at her palm. "I want to find a place to bury my daughter's blood. After that....

"Maybe I'm going to travel to find the meaning of my life."

"Aren't you going to take revenge on the Giant, Dragon, and Fairy who killed your group?"

"After revenge, what? Even if I could raise them up, I would only make their lives more miserable."

"Are you sure? Even with your magic, you can do better than you did yesterday."

Gala was silent again. Now he looked at his reflection in the water which showed half of his upper hair turning silver. "I .. don't know. I ... don't know, Dryad...."

"Then stay here for a while."

"No! I can't! I'll just bring bad luck to—"

"Don't think what Lynn said. He may have some strength, but you also have no place for shelter and rest. I will do something to the Giant and Dragon, during that time, seek your own answer."

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"Thank you.... Let me take the offer."

Dryad smiles. "Yes. You're welcome."

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Then, the night approached, Gala slept under the trees, without any pedestal, or even a blanket. He slept in a snuggled and leaning sitting position, while still hugging his daughter's elongated frozen blood vessel. He will bury her tomorrow.

Zeeta, Luna, and Karim who were the spectators, saw it. How a Lynn came silently and stood right in front of the Gala. He looked at her with hate even to the point of bluffing his teeth. "Why did you choose that way?! You're involving all the Humans on this Earth! If you didn't exist, then—"

Lynn slumped as she gasped. He took a few steps back. Her green eyes saw Gala who was asleep shedding tears, her mouth was delirious, "Flare ... Ars. I'm sorry.... Everyone. sorry...."

"Tch...!" Lynn paused her intention of harming Gala. He just left.

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Dryad who at first let Gala like that, finally could not bear it. He spoke with the Man, after two days of not eating, drinking, and just focusing on finding any place that could be used as a "comfortable mattress" for his daughter. Gala's body looks dilapidated, thin, with a thick elongated beard, as well as panda eye bags.

"Enough, Gala!" bentak Dryad's. "Why should you bother asking permission from the inhabitants of this forest when I HAVE ALLOWED YOU to stay here?!"

Gala responds to Dryad slowly. His eyeballs rotate to stare at the interlocutor is also of similar duration. "When ... when no one has the pleasure of accepting us.. he will not calm down.. I am sure it is. he .. frightened...."

Dryad. "Sound, you say?" he also seemed unhappy. "Let me see your daughter's blood."

Gala gave it away with a very trembling hand. Dryad could not bear to see it, until he had to force himself to stay calm by biting his lips.

"Hurry and bury him, Gala. No matter where, he would understand. The sound must have—"

"I'm not bragging, Dryad."

Dryad looked troubled. He wanted to say something, but he wasn't sure.

"If you want to kick me out, I'll be going to seka— soon"

"There's a place that might be suitable to bury him, but it's not here."

A glimmer of light was visible in each of Gala's eyes. "really?"

"The place is far away, so please rest yourself and eat first."

"Look down, I can do it myself! Immediately tell a—" Gala suddenly fell just like that.

Zeeta pondered with her serious face. Something was stirring his mind, Karim and Luna realized it. However, since Zeeta said nothing, the two kept quiet and kept a close eye on the history of this happening live.

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The next morning, Gala woke up, and next to her were various fruits and a bottle of water. He realized he was on top of a pile of leaves and there was a knitted blanket. Confused by everything around him, he recalls what happened. As soon as he remembered, he immediately took some fruit and ate it voraciously. As he eats, Lynn approaches him.

"After eating, I will accompany you to a place called Dryad." Lynn's on her waist.

"really? Thank you." Thank you." Gala continued eating.

"Originally you know, even if I agree with Dryad, that doesn't mean I'm reluctant to kill you!"

"Kill me now if you want to."

"A-H...? You... underestimated me?"

"You can't clean up, can you? Don't expect to kill me without magic."

"Sadly.I should have killed you back then...."

"Rather than a woman like you talking about 'kill-kill', sit down." Gala then throws one nearby fruit at Lynn. "I can't eat it all by myself. You also need energy to keep me company."

"Who would like to!" Lynn slams the fruit to the ground until it is destroyed. No matter, he immediately raised his leg from there.

Gala immediately used her magic to bring back the crushed fruit as it was, then ate it. "Basic. Though delicious."

Lynn who saw it from the corner of the eye, immediately bluffed her teeth. "Bas on a strange man!"

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A few dozen minutes later, Gala woke up, bowed half her body and said, "Dryad and the rest of the forest, I really thank you. Thank you for letting me take shelter under this cold tree, thank you for letting me live even though I am a tender victim.

"Thank you for the food you've shared .. and of course, thank you Lynn."

Gala quickly exits the woods to find Lynn. It wasn't that hard for him, because magic helped him. As soon as he came out, Lynn had been waiting while crossing her arms and looked extremely jutek once.

"Sorry to keep you waiting" said Gala," so where are we going?"

Lynn realized there was something that increased from the appearance of Gala, which is a basket sling bag. "You...? Since when did you make that?" Lynn pointed at her bag.

"Oh this? My group used to make them often. During my journey here, I picked up the scattered branches and bewitched them into this way. Honey if it just scattered. Do you want me to make it too?"

"NO, THANK YOU!"

"O. okay...."

"Hmphs. Get prepared. Your goal is the End of the World."

"World's End?"

"Yes. This is what makes me reluctant to allow you to live in that forest, you'll just—argh! Stop, come!"

Gala blinked her eyes several times, trying to understand but failing. "Alright...." He simply resigned himself and followed Lynn from behind.