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#241. Elements of Creation (2)
Blue looked around the lake in vain.
I sniffed the ground and dug at it with my hooves.
But that didn’t mean the evaporated water would return.
Meanwhile.
─Grumbling.
The body began to slowly return to clear water, and the blue jewel on the forehead regained its light.
‘It seems like it was successful.’
The newly created nucleus was emitting a blue glow from Blue’s chest.
Fortunately, it seemed to be functioning normally.
Then Blue came and asked.
[My memory… Where did all the water in the lake go?]
Ray looked around and noticed that Blue’s gaze was focused directly on him.
This quick-witted spirit seemed to have a hunch about who the mastermind behind the incident was.
Countless memories melted into the lake.
It must have been the result of countless Blues’ efforts over an unimaginably long period of time.
‘All those memories are gone.’
Because he absorbed all the mana in the lake and used it as power.
But that was something like an accident that happened during battle.
Also, if I hadn’t done that, the island would have fallen into the clutches of the crimson giant.
In other words, the bottom line is.
‘I am confident.’
Ray nodded, looked straight at Blue, and sent the message.
[It’s not me.]
[… … .]
[That’s not me.]
[Boy, you did it.]
No, how did you know?
[Tell me what happened while I was unconscious.]
Blue didn’t seem angry, just expressed doubt and confusion.
Ray calmly explained what had happened at the lake, and Blue, who understood the situation, nodded at the end.
[Boy, I think I should start by saying thank you. If it weren’t for you, the island would have been ruined. I only know how to fight the spirits of this island honestly, but I don’t know how to deal with such an unknown being.]
[I heard that only power is passed down between generations. The transmission of memories is ignored.]
[I know. It’s sad. If I hadn’t given up my memories, I would have known how to deal with it.]
He said it was a sad history.
An island that had to rise into the sky to avoid the invasion of red wizards.
The young spirits who had to climb up there and helplessly look down at the forest burning below the island.
What was engraved on their minds like a brand was the need for a strong force to protect their nest.
After that, the island spirits became obsessively growing in power.
It was said that at some point, that obsession degenerated into giving up the transmission of memories and choosing only the transmission of power.
[So, the spirits of the island, no, the spirits of the ground, are probably not that different. The vast majority of spirits living in the world today do not know the real reason why they are obsessed with power. They either follow suit because the previous generations did it that way, or they simply consider it an instinct. I am probably the only one who fully remembers the history of the island.]
[Philip, so, what about the orange tail?]
[Foxes have also passed down memories, of course. However, they only remember a very small part of the entire history.]
Blue said he had to carry the island’s history almost alone.
But he said he couldn’t handle the ever-increasing amount of memories.
[That’s why the lake was created. To share and store memories.]
[It’s a method that has been used for several generations. Now, it seems like all the stored memories have disappeared.]
Ray pretended not to notice Blue’s gaze piercing through his eyes as if questioning him.
Instead, I realized that the conversation was now taking place only between the two of us.
Ray agreed to the secret meeting.
[Why can’t we tell the other spirits what happened on the island? Then we can share the history of the island and remember it, and we won’t have to go through the trouble of creating a lake.]
[That’s not what I want.]
[Why?]
[It is enough for me to remember the sad history.]
Ray gave her a look that said he didn’t quite understand.
Blue continued the message.
[Boy, remembering something means living with everything it contained. What you saw, what you heard, what you smelled… even the emotions you felt at the time, everything.]
[Wouldn’t it be nice if you could vividly remember past events?]
[If it’s a good memory, then so be it.]
Blue turned around and looked around the scenery.
[Boy, I still remember the moment the island came to mind. The parent spirits who fought to the end to protect us, the red-robed wizards, the burning forest, the spirit cores being destroyed everywhere, and the terrible final screams that echoed everywhere because of it. It is not something I experienced directly, but a memory that has been passed down, but every time I reminisce, all the senses and emotions come back to me. I get angry, my body trembles, and my heart aches. Most of the memories related to the island’s history are so depressing.]
Blue, expressing bitter emotions, turned towards Ray again.
[I do not wish for the spirits of the island to suffer the same pain as I did. Pain does not diminish when shared, it is simply transmitted in equal amounts.]
Woof!
In that moment, the blue jewel embedded in Blue’s forehead emitted a strong light.
Ray already knew what emotions were associated with blue mana.
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‘Total indifference to oneself.’
When white is added to blue, it becomes sky blue, which means self-love.
When black is added, it becomes a gloomy navy blue, signifying self-loathing.
It was a fact that I came to realize while saving Ayla from Binjin’s hands in the mansion.
[Says something similar to Ayla.]
[Ayla?]
[Yes, he said that he didn’t care what would happen to his own life as long as he could save his younger brother…]
Ray ended up sending the message.
If you think about it, Ayla’s values had changed a long time ago.
A thick layer of blue ice, symbolizing the girl’s indifference to herself, was placed on her bowl.
The structure made of mana was blown away like the wind, reconciled with the sky-blue self-love after the decisive battle with Binjin.
It was actually he who still had ice cubes left in his bowl.
I feel aggrieved because I consider myself to be a narcissistic person.
First of all, the phenomenon that appeared in the bowl was like this.
“… … .”
I looked closely at Blue’s bowl and saw that there was indeed a thick sheet of ice there.
[What is it? Why is it coming?]
[Just because I’m happy.]
Blue felt an inner intimacy and stepped back hesitantly, avoiding the approaching Ray.
Then he said as if he had just remembered something.
[I remembered. He was the boy who was with the Rock Deers in the canyon.]
[That’s right. When the battle between humans was over, you came down and created an oasis for the Rock Deers.]
Blue stopped retreating, his guard slightly relaxed.
Ray, who had closed the distance with satisfaction, stroked Blue’s nape.
─Grumbling.
The nape of her neck followed Ray’s touch, returning to her real body and then turning back into rippling water again.
The hard shell unique to rock deer was felt here and there.
[Hmm, it feels familiar. It’s like I’ve felt that touch before. A little further down, no, up, yes, that’s where it is.]
[I heard you go back and forth between the island and the land. Is it your job to take care of the animals on the land too?]
[Of course. Not only your own kind, but also take care of all the entities you step into. They too are beings who can become spirits someday if they try.]
Blue, who returned to the island after a few months, said he was surprised to see a giant tree reaching toward the sky.
[If I remember correctly, it was definitely the world tree of the elves.]
Blue, who discovered the World Tree, quickly flew up into the clouds.
As I was entering the island without finding anything unusual, I accidentally allowed myself to be attacked by a crimson sphere.
What happened next was exactly as Ray knew.
[It was my fault for letting my guard down. I’ve never been attacked by a sphere while traveling between the island and the ground.]
Blue scratched the ground with his hooves.
It seemed that he was angry and distressed by the fact that the spirits of the island could be put in danger because of him.
Ray offered his own consolation.
[You don’t have to worry anymore. I destroyed the sphere.]
[You destroyed it?]
[I threw the lightning spear and it exploded.]
Blue couldn’t help but feel shocked and surprised.
This was because the thing he had tried so hard to destroy up until now was a dark red sphere above the clouds that would not budge.
I went up into the sky and saw the end of the clouds.
The crimson sphere had really disappeared.
[The world is filled with light!]
[Blue Horn! I’ve never heard such a loud noise in my life!]
The spirits surrounding the area also added their testimony without exception.
At the end, the emotion that settled into Blue’s bowl was deep awe.
[You are a wizard of incredible skill.]
[Objectively speaking, it’s not that great. Four-circle magicians are often seen on the ground.]
[No, I don’t mean the quality or quantity of mana in your body. I mean the way you use magic.]
Ray immediately understood what Blue meant.
[Is that because you said that when I use magic, I have images in my head?]
[Yes. You said you had a picture of the giant of light and the spear of lightning in your head. That’s how the magicians of the old days used magic. The more powerful the image you build in your head, the more mana you can get. However, I don’t think there’s anyone left who uses magic in that way these days.]
Old times.
The boy’s heart began to flutter at those three short words.
If we paraphrase Blue’s words, it seems that all wizards of the olden days used their imagination to cast magic.
[So, the stronger the image you imagine, the stronger the magic power? Regardless of the number of rings?]
Blue thought for a moment and then answered.
[In the old days, rings did not exist. To be exact, they did not exist before the war. At that time, mana in its natural state had not been polluted, so there was no need to refine it.]
[When you say war, are you talking about the war that took place between ancient races?]
[Yes, that’s right. But boy, even if you grab my horn and shake it like that, the answer comes out at the same speed.]
[After the war, did the old races make a ring?]
[Boy, I’m warning you. If you don’t want to get gored by the horns, you’d better let go. Horns are like pride to a rock deer.]
Ray let go of the horn.
It’s not that I was scared, but rather that I wanted to hear the next answer quickly.
Blue rubbed his head on the ground, trimmed his horns, and continued speaking.
[The ring was invented after the war. The devastated mana could no longer be used in its raw form. Some races created a device called a ring that could purify mana, modeled after the shape of the lost rainbow.]
[wait for a sec.]
[what?]
[The ring is modeled after the shape of a rainbow?]
[Yes.]
Blue’s firm answer confused Ray.
Because, as far as he knew, rainbows weren’t just ring-shaped.
[A rainbow is a ring cut in half. It’s not just a ring.]
[Wrong. A rainbow is a perfect ring.]
[A ring cut in half.]
[A complete ring.]
[Have you ever actually seen a rainbow?]
Blue flinched at Ray’s attack.
[I’ve never actually seen it.]
[What about the memories that are passed down?]
[I don’t even remember.]
[But are you yelling so loudly?]
[Has the boy ever actually seen a rainbow?]
This time the boy flinched.
Blue snickered.
[It seems like neither of us have ever actually seen a rainbow.]
[I’ve heard a lot about rainbows from all over the place.]
[I’ve only heard about the rainbow from one person, but my information is probably more reliable than the boy’s.]
[Who told you that?]
[Guardian of Purple.]
After a moment of silence, Blue said.
[She gave the blue gem to my distant ancestor, telling him to return it to the rainbow that would return someday, along with a way to make sure he could recognize the rainbow in whatever form it took.]