I missed you Guys

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Its been another year, my favourite Kids is now 16 years old. I wonder what was their doing upto this point. By the way, because of my eagerness to venture like a normal human, I found out I can create a Puppet of myself, of course its my decision how I designed them, though Im still in my experimental phase, the puppet I created was staggering just two steps away. I can infuse my thoughts to upto 2 puppets, that aside. Until this point, my puppet can only go up to 1 to 2 kilometer at most then my communication will vanished, ofcourse I make it so that it'll return to ashes if my conciousness leave it. Afterall if someone loot it, a disaster of this world will surely unfold. Other than that, I can still defend our village where my main body was. Of course Im still their guardian afterall. I wont neglect my duty just because of my selfish desire to see my Kids, though, I really missed them and until I, myself confirmed that they're alive and kicking I will evolve myself for this selfish reason, though my second reason is also to see the world with my very own two eyes like an adventurer, a normal human. Not just some memory who hammered unto me. Sorry little God, thats what I really feel. I said so myself when I heard her voice again 'Don't worry, my child', that was the very same childlike voice who blessed me after that day. So she really is a God. By the way, I also learned I was one of the 'God Tree' blessed by God. when a normal tree was Blessed, it became an 'Otherworlder Tree'. Like what Herra called me after I accept being their Guardian, calling me <Fortune Tree>. —So I called myself Fortune from now on.— Those who was blessed have an Intelligent until it withered, yup, until I withered, but when was that time? as far as I concerned, a normal trees lifespan was more than a hundred years if it was being cared of, what of me who was blessed then? I lived in millenials of years? or eons? or until this worlds destruction, That was very lonely, Im a little bit scared. I dont want that to happen. Those who wanted Immortality? that was the worst cursed for God's sake.

Now, lets return back to our main topic. I, a tree was called 'Misteltein, I was a mistetein to begin with and now, was blessed, so I was far above an Ygddrassil without blessing. Though I was far below an 'Ygddrassil' who was blessed, we have our own purpose, I'll pospone that Ygddrassil purpose for now. As for me, my branch alone can create an out of this world unbreakable weapon. Like a sword for example. Though I dont know the difference between my past self creating a weapon and the present, Im sure weapon created from my branch was superior than strongest metal. Or not? I dont know. Afterall, the world is changing in a rapid phase, that world I saw isnt like that and same forever.—

Like for example the 'Summoned Hero', what if that guy as far beyond Zyra now? I was scared.

—Just like I said, Even if theres none for now who can defeated my Weapon. What if theres also a metal who was blessed? Lol that was scary. By the way, that Aside.

For my 'clone' or puppet, I was still in its trial and error phase. Though I trained it everyday, I think It'll take more than 5 years to fully understand its mechanics. No! I have to finished this and venture out ASAP. My anxiety doubled. Why, why why, why it has to be now.

Kids— Be safe—

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In a certain School at Royal City

—Huff!

—Huff!

A training(to death) between Swordsaint and a student was happening at the training ground. A middle aged man with a heavy sword and a Girl, opposing each other. They said Swordsaint is capable on annihilating an army of Demons and Undead. He also had a qualification to become a Hero. But the title Hero isnt to be trifled with. An aura of a Hero and Swordsaint was far different. It was ike comparing an Apple and a Mango. Delicious, but not the same taste flavour. As for that Blessed Tree was talking about his children can become a Hero if they try their best, is possible indeed. Afterall they're the descendant of a Hero, its blood was running through their very veins. That aside.

Because Zyra was 'untouchable' when it comes to sword fighting with her co-students. The council decided that this time, Its time for her to challenge a Swordsaint. In the end, she defeated it with her unique Sworstyle and skill. Im not here to underrate a Swordsaint but Zyra and Kids that trained by that Blessed Tree can trample all Swordsaints altogether if they will. They received teachings from that Tree afterall, an Otherworlder knowledge on top of that. His technique and unique swordsmanships, skills and playstyle, he taught that all to them, like, if a memory was tp vanquish after teaching it to others, he had long since a Dried Tree whose only blessed, and was only for show.

CLAP—

CLAP— CLAP—

CLAP—

Multiple applause and a standing ovation could be heard and see above the arena. Zyra, at this point was ready to Venture out as she defeated a Swordsaint. They thought.

"You're Good, Miss Hero, your Swordskill is the best" said by Swordsaint as he reached out his hand.

"Hmm.. Thanks Mister Swordsaint, this credit is for my Master. Afterall if I didnt receive a lesson directly from him, I was but a puny Hero" said by Zyra and reached her hand in return as they shakes hand.

"hoho, do not be humble, even If you have a good teacher and your not a good student yourself, theres no point."

"No, really, because he teaches us to death since we're four years Old. Ha, ha ha" as scratching the back of her head she also lower it in embarrassment.

"fu fu fu, Alright you win. That master of yours, is he from your village and tribe?" He asks curiously with the determinated eyes.

"Uhh— I think he's an adventurer now?" She said as she reluctantly dodged his question.

Patting her head as if he lose even in this exchanged words, the Swordsaint then walked out of the training ground.

Seconds later, Zyra's classmates of elites run towards her as the girls hug her and boys was chanting of who knows what spell. Nope, really they only cheering. King and Queen, Princes and Princessess, Other Swordsaints looked towards the Stage, to be precise, towards Zyra. but one more thing they did not notice.

Theres also a person with Coated Evil Aura who watching the full show unfolded with its very eyes. It smirk as it walked away and vanished like a passerby, After this killing aura subsides, Zyra sigh of relief.

'Scary!' She thought—