
"Sit down, I'll start telling you stories about my life that have been buried for hundreds of years. First let me introduce myself first, my name is Klein, an existence that was once at the top of the sky." The man smiled with broken facial skin. Her body was thin, her hair was gray, and her hands were chained on both sides of the wall.
The man began to tell his life story, instead of directly helping the little girl. It all started when she was a child she was very well cared for, getting attention and affection from around her. He had a grandfather who was the leader of the gods and a father who was famous for his wisdom. Where he stepped, all the gods would definitely bless him. All hoped that he would inherit the power of his grandfather and the wisdom of his father.
However, as he moved on at the age of a hundred, an oddity appeared on his body. A small red-colored horn slowly grew above his head. Then the news could not be prevented from spreading widely and making an uproar all over the sky. Just because of that one horn, it all turned around to a hundred and eighty degrees. The god leader was angry and sent another god to finish the man off. Of course, the father who realized this immediately took him away from the sky before they found him.
The father left with his son, while the wife was left with resignation. Indeed, the goddess had known long before about the identity of the child who was the result of a forbidden relationship, a mixture of gods and demons. However, the goddess still accepted the child and took care of him like her own. In the end, the father comes to meet his demon lover, then the three go in search of a distant hiding place. Started seclusion to get a peaceful life in raising the child.
In short, with the departure of the father, the leader of the gods grew increasingly angry and had a deep hatred for the demon race that had led the child astray. Likewise on the side of the demon race, the king had lost the most talented demon commander in his army.
The two camps also started a great war by being started first by the gods who hunt the demons. Years of fire did not stop and many killed many victims, not only from both camps but many from other races who also became victims. The battle was further expanded with the beginning of the joining forces of the orc race, goblins, and dragons that supported the demon race from the shadows.
Meanwhile on the other hand the gods did not care instead of looking for his allies to defeat the demons. However, in reality the humans who did not have the power chose to believe and support the gods to eliminate the demons. The goodwill came to the leaders of the gods, they slowly had a good relationship with the humans. Thus formed a place called a holy temple where humans worship the gods.
Furthermore, as time went by in the mysterious manner performed by the gods, humans in all corners of the land gained a bit of the blessing of power from the gods. These humans who will later become subordinates to help fight the demons and their allies.
The war culminated when both camps mobilized an entire army, on opposite sides of the barren land and fertile grassy land. The two threw hostility at each other before finally storming and killing to end this. The supreme gods dove directly against the demon commanders, both of them balanced and each of them possessed destructive power. Victims of tens of millions piled up on the blood-soaked ground, before any of those who surrendered or perished the war would continue.
"Some demon commanders were downed, as were the supreme gods killed at the hands of the other party. The more time passed the circumstances became a bloody massacre and it was more like wiping out the existence of both races. Until near the end of the war with the remaining existences, the god leader descended and began to slaughter the demons, followed by the appearance of the demon king."
"The two clashed against each other and the ground around us shattered, the sky roared, and flashes of lightning continued to rain down on the land below. Up to the point of the final blood both were defeated by each other and both sides had lost their leader."
"In order to save both races from total annihilation, my father and my mother went to stop the war. It all started with a forbidden relationship between the two of them. However, both sides chose to insist on continuing the war, for the sake of their respective egos and the sacrifice of their fallen leaders in the battlefield."
"In the end there was nothing more that my parents could do, both of them did forbidden magic in the middle of the battlefield, by burning the spirit in the body and sacrificing their lives."
"Then the end of the war, the situation was suddenly silent and the existence that had previously survived on the battlefield simply disappeared, even the neutral races who were just standing watching closely were dragged into the forbidden magic sphere of my parents."
Doesn't history say that demons and gods fight and experience destruction on the battlefield? Then the other races who participated in the war suffered destruction due to the destructive power of the two races? Why was the story of the man so different from what the holy temple had? For a moment Yennefer fell into deep thought and began to doubt which side he should trust.
"Lantas, where did they all go? Are they still alive?"
"They're gone, but I'm pretty sure they're still alive somewhere. No one knows where they disappeared from, not even me. After all, I have been locked up in this dark place for decades. I had lost touch with the outside world and had no idea what it was like. In the past, the predecessors of the sacred temple said that I could create a peaceful world and that it only needed to require a little sacrifice from me."
The man suddenly laughed in an unusual manner, making Yennefer who was sitting opposite him unable to help but feel strange.
"Well, I was too young and naive to trust those humans, until I got stuck in this place and they started using me. Every day they come to take my blood and I don't know what they're planning to do with it."
"Why don't you try to escape? Aren't you the descendant of half-demons and gods? Does it cause your body to experience spirit aberrations so it has no ability?"
"That's not true, every time I have the thought of escaping, just this chain of restraints is not as simple as it seems. Not knowing how they got it, it must belong to one of the supreme gods. No matter how hard I try my strength has been suppressed at the weakest level, I cannot release this snare from my body."
"How about breaking both your wrists? Wouldn't that be easy? Once you make it out of here you just need to find an expert who can use healing magic and reconnect it," said Yennefer confidently.
"You look too lightly at this god-owned chain. Although from outside the surface it only curbs my wrist, but it actually binds my soul from within. Trying to forcibly release him would only seek death. Well, even though I don't like being taken advantage of by these despicable humans, I still don't want to end my life for nothing, after what they did to me."
"And here you are, I have seen in you a pretty good purity. It's time for me to go and rest. From here on listen carefully to what I have to say, I can help you get out of this place by bequeathing my power to you, only you must swear to the heavens that you must grant me one wish."
"Wait a minute, I haven't decided to trust you."
"Then you have to be quick to decide. Before they return and find you in this forbidden place, else you will not be able to survive a miserable death. I have seen several times before among those who entered this room and ended up dead at the hands of the leader of this holy temple. You only have a little time to reflect on it until it changes days, think carefully."