Chapter 287 I Didn't Sleep Forever Wasn't she Garnal? ...
Ganal fell silent again.
Shu Xin was afraid that she would directly start talking about "reshaping the continent," so she quickly suppressed her anger and gently persuaded her:
"It's good that the New World belongs only to the Primordial Elves. If the situation were really terrible, I would definitely support you if you wanted to tear it down and start over! But our current situation doesn't seem that bad, right? Besides, the current Old World is Lefla's creation, right? You yourself said that Lefla loves her creation. I don't think it's right for you to just destroy it like this. What do you think?"
The ethereal, unrecognizable elf turned around again, raising her head as if gazing up at the mother tree that was now nothing but withered branches.
Shu Xin wanted to say something more, but heard Ganal murmur softly, "So that's how it is... I understand."
"What do you understand?!" Shu Xin was extremely wary. She tentatively asked, "Perhaps we can try to save the Old World? Anyway, you can rebuild the New World anytime you want, right?"
"It's my fault, Heroic Spirit from another world. You're right. Lefra loved her creation from beginning to end..." Garnal said calmly. Unlike their previous conversations, she didn't offer much explanation, but stated directly, "For this continent to continue to exist, two problems need to be solved. The first is the continuation of the primordial spirits, and the second is the projection of the dimensional demon realm onto the material plane."
As long as you don't open a new world, everything is negotiable! Shu Xin breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay, two questions, right? I understand, I understand."
"The primordial elves are the embodiment of magical rules, the anchor that keeps this continent alive and vibrant. You say the flower fairies have broken free from the runic chains and gained freedom, which means the previously fragile and distorted magical rules will gradually stabilize and become orderly. The race that lost its true name will regain its name and power. But before that, the flower fairies will once again face greed and plunder. Heroic spirit from another world, are you prepared to be an enemy of this world?" Garnar asked earnestly.
Shu Xin was taken aback. How did things suddenly speed up to the point of being at odds with the world?
Garnar waited patiently for Shuxin's reply. Shuxin finally had the time to process the large amount of information she had received in a short period, and she suddenly realized something:
"Ganar, can I understand this to mean that if the Primal Elves can live, the continent of Lefra can live, and if the Primal Elves die, the continent of Lefra will also die?"
Garner agreed: "That's a valid interpretation."
Shu Xin: "?"
We've lived and died alongside the world, how could we possibly be its enemy?!
Shu Xin: "Wait, Garnar, don't the other races know that the survival of the Primal Elves is closely related to the survival of the continent of Lefra?"
Garnar questioned: "Why should other races know?"
Shu Xin: "…………"
After struggling to organize her thoughts, Shu Xin opened her mouth somewhat weakly: "This is something everyone needs to know..."
"You've reshaped the continent, so you should be able to communicate this information to the entire continent, right? If you can do it, then I'll be prepared to fight the world." That was all Shu Xin could say in the end.
Garner then proceeded to the second question:
[The Dimensional Demon Realm is a dead world. Projected material planes are drawn to death. This projection stems from my hatred for the continent of Lefra, and arises from the existence of demonic hybrids. I can end my hatred, Heroic Spirit from another world. Can you destroy the demonic hybrids of the material plane?]
To annihilate the hybrid demon race of the material plane? Shu Xin almost instantly recalled Xi's series of unusual behaviors, as well as the black crown he brought back. He jokingly said, "To wipe out all the demons." Did he foresee something?
What a joke! How could we possibly wipe out the demon race? There are other ways!
Shu Xin thought for a moment and asked, "You said before that I transformed the demons into primordial elves, which further accelerated the decline of the Tree of Life. What would happen to the Tree of Life if all the hybrid demons in the current material plane were transformed into primordial elves?"
Garnar pondered for a moment before replying, "The degree of decline will accelerate significantly."
Shu Xin was still waiting for Ganar to talk about the consequences of the worsening decline, but after waiting for a long time, she found that Ganar had already finished speaking. She was a little confused: "And then?"
Garner was also somewhat bewildered: "What, and then?"
Shu Xin was speechless once again.
"...Then by transforming all the hybrid demons into primordial elves, we can eliminate all the demons in the material plane," Shu Xin said dryly.
"Thank you, Heroic Spirit from another world," Garnal turned around. She seemed to be smiling, her voice tinged with laughter, but her ethereal face was only enveloped in swirling mist. "My time is finally coming to an end, but I still have much to do. Please bear with me for a little while longer."
Garnar's already ethereal, semi-transparent form slowly merged into the omnipresent white mist.
The once calm sea of fog suddenly surged into a raging torrent, swallowing up everything from massive dead trees to high-hanging cocoons of light. Shu Xin, who was also in the sea of fog, once again lost her sense of self. At this moment, she seemed to be the white fog itself—boundless sorrow had gathered around her, and endless loneliness had shaped her.
She hated the world that had taken everything from her, she cursed the world that she could never get back. When she was lucid, she felt only despair; when she was lost, she felt only pain.
Bletzman's mother, if death means rebirth, then only complete death can bring true rebirth...
Do not weep for my death, for I have not fallen asleep forever.
I am a green leaf swaying in the wind, I am a tiny fish swimming in the water.
I am the sunlight caressing your face, I am the raindrop kissing your forehead.
Do not weep for my death, for I have not fallen asleep forever.
As the cheerful singing lingered in her ears, Shu Xin regained her consciousness and was shocked to find that the white mist around her had turned into black mist. Before she could figure out what was going on, the boundless black mist disappeared, revealing a clear blue sky with large, fluffy white clouds floating softly in the distance.
The moment the singing completely faded away, a translucent, light green leaf, as clear as jade, appeared directly in front of Shu Xin.
The Key to Life? No, what's appearing now, could it be Lefra's divine essence?
Shu Xin hesitated for a moment about whether to take the leaf. She looked around and found herself floating high in the sky. Except for a few more clouds in the distance, everything was the same as before she entered the spatial rift.
Taking a deep breath, Shu Xin finally reached out to take the leaf that was exactly the same as the Key of Life. However, as soon as she touched the edge of the leaf, the light green leaf disintegrated into wisps of light at her fingertips and disappeared.
The countless pieces of information it carried were still transmitted—
The creator god of the continent of Lefra has perished, making it a dying continent. The reason it can still survive is simply because the creator god's divine status has not completely collapsed. The existence of the primordial elves maintains the existence of the creator god's divine status, which is equivalent to maintaining the existence of the continent.
As a result, the naked apes among the orcs, who are now the human race, first tried to control the primordial elves, and then tried to seize the divine status, which almost led to the extermination of the primordial elves and the near collapse of the continent of Lefra. This is why the terrain changed so drastically. As the anchor point of the world's laws and rules, the primordial elves' tragic extermination is actually a manifestation of the death of this continent. The power of the laws is weakening, and the constraints brought by the rules are naturally becoming loose.
All the measures taken by Ganar were to preserve the primordial elves and the continent, but the divine power of the fallen creator god was actually disintegrated and distorted. The near extinction of the primordial elves further deepened the disintegration and distortion, and Ganar's various measures were naturally all distorted and deformed as well.
Ganal's negative emotions were amplified infinitely, but before she completely lost her mind, she still summoned Shuxin from another world. Shuxin's appearance was to save the original elf race and to save this continent. This was also the undistorted obsession of the creator god Lefra. Her only remaining will was to love all living beings and hope that the vitality of the Lefra continent could continue.
The fact that hybrid demons can enter the material plane in large numbers is actually one of the major signs that the material plane is on the verge of collapse. After all, under normal circumstances, the material plane has enough power of law to repel these overly powerful demons who carry chaotic laws. Moreover, the appearance of demons will exacerbate the collapse and disintegration of the material plane. This is the main reason why demons are hated by everyone in the material plane.
With his will twisted, Ganar wanted to save the world, but he tried to exterminate all races except the Primal Elves and create a new world in which only the Primal Elves existed. However, this reshaping would only destroy the continent of Lefra.
The magicians on the continent of Lefra have stopped advancing for a long time because the rules of magic are too fragile and easily destroyed. Many of the demigods of various races have perished. At present, the only top power on the continent of Lefra is the Long-lived Race, but they have to suppress themselves because the laws of the world are constantly weakening, and ultimately they have to fall into slumber to cope.
Shu Xin diligently led the former primal elves, now river elves, to tirelessly build their home, which naturally benefited Ganar. Just as she said before, Ganar was able to maintain his clarity of mind for so long precisely because of the overall strength of the river elf race.
After realizing that her thoughts, actions, and beliefs had all been distorted, Ganal decisively destroyed herself, taking with her the divine essence of the Creator God that had merged into her body. Thus, the two questions she had raised with Shu Xin regarding the continuation of the continent of Lefra were resolved—
Garnar proclaimed the connection between the Primal Elves and the survival of the continent to all races, and transformed all the hybrid demons in the current material plane into Primal Elves. Finally, he separated the power of creation, and along with the divine status of the Creator God and the extremely decayed Tree of Life, he was annihilated. Naturally, he ended his hatred for the world and cut off the projection of the dimensional demon realm onto the material plane.
Shu Xin came to her senses and hurriedly returned to Ganar City. Where the fake flower tree had stood, there was only a tender green seedling.
Is this a new Tree of Life? Staring blankly at the tiny buds for a while, Shu Xin suddenly gasped. Could it be that all Trees of Life are turning into seedlings?! The Tree of Life in the Land of Sin is a landmark; you could easily mistake it for a government building!
Fortunately, only the Tree of Life in the royal city turned into a sapling. Shu Xin, who had returned to the land of sin, breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the Tree of Life, which still retained its oak form.
Just thinking about Garnar made Shu Xin's heart heavy. She pursed her lips and decided to tell Bretzman about it.
Finding Bretzman, who had just finished class, in the teaching area, Shu Xin removed the concealment magic she had set up for easier movement and called out to her.
Before Shu Xin could speak, her elf exclaimed, "Your Majesty! What are you doing here!"
Bratzman looked somewhat helpless: "Baby, everyone's looking for you."
Shu Xin was completely bewildered: "Did something happen that I don't know about?"
"Let's talk about it later. Bletzman, do you still remember Garnal?" Shu Xin pulled Bletzman to a corner and asked nervously.
“Ganar? Ganar wasn’t the former king—” Bretzman said, somewhat dazed. “Ganar, Ganar, I remember now.”
Shu Xin was thinking of how to comfort her when she heard her say:
“Ganar is the name of our Mother Tree of Life, how could I have forgotten? This is so strange…”
Shu Xin was stunned. Ganar was the name of the Mother Tree of Life? Then Ganar, she wasn't Ganar?
"...Bleitzman, you raised three little elves, didn't you?" Shu Xin's voice was a little hoarse. "Can you still remember what those three little elves' names were?"
The spirit with one golden eye sensed that the flower fairy's mood was a little off, and she said gently:
"Yes, I raised three children. What's wrong, baby? Of course I remember their names: Dapolaya, Skritan, and Lilita...?"
Each Elvish name carries a message that the elves intentionally want to convey—
Daboraya, who chose female as her gender, is 322 years old. She once raised a little elf and is skilled in wreath weaving, able to weave ten wreaths at the same time.
Skritan, who chose female as her gender, is 270 years old, has built 15 wooden houses, and can eat six large plates of fruit salad in one go.
Lilita, who chose female as her gender, is five years old. She has rescued two little birds and a fawn, and her favorite fruit is sweet fruit.
Lilita is just an affectionate nickname for the child, not a formal magic name, because she is too young and not yet old enough to bear the weight of magic.
So, Ganal's name is Lilita. That's why all the flower fairies have names like AAB, and why they all have a sweet tooth. Shu Xin suddenly realized.
Bretzman's voice trembled slightly; she was unusually flustered, a rare display of composure in her usually calm and collected demeanor: "How could Lilita be only five years old?! Baby, you just asked me, Garnal? Garnal, is that my Lilita?"
Suddenly, a fresh, bright, pale green magical glow flew out from the flower fairy and gently landed on Bletzman. A light and ethereal song seemed to come from afar:
Do not weep for my death, for I have not fallen asleep forever.
I am a green leaf swaying in the wind, I am a tiny fish swimming in the water.
I am the sunlight caressing your face, I am the raindrop kissing your forehead.
Do not weep for my death, for I have not fallen asleep forever.
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Author's Note: "Don't Cry for My Death" is adapted from "Don't Stand at My Grave."
The original poem is as follows:
Do Not Weep at My Grave (USA) by Mary Fry
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I wasn't there; I didn't sleep forever.
I am the spring breeze blowing through a thousand winds.
I am the magnificent sparkling diamond on the snow.
I am a ray of sunshine on the ripening threshing floor.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake up in the silence, it is the time of dawn.
I am that rapidly rising shock
I am the tranquility among the birds in their cyclical flight.
I am the soft starlight shining in the night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I am not dead.
"Do not stand at my grave and weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
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