Yrythaela

Zieglind Reysh, corporate slave. Spent all his years studying materials he didn't need. Graduated college with a Historian diploma. But all of that were useless since he got a desk job selling stocks. Then one day, he heard a voice that no one can hear. The voice promises him a restart on his life. The conditions is, DEATH. He knew he was talking to a god of death. Will Zieglind accept this offer? Maybe yes, maybe no. But he realized that he accomplished nothing in the span of 20 years of his life. If he can be a new person then he'll choose one thing more than anything. A conqueror of the new world.

Conqueror

A few weeks living with this old man and I'm just standing beside him idly. I'm not doing anything and he said to just wait patiently because he's "preparing" for something. I wasn't allowed to write a message to anyone. That includes the Crimson Knights. I'm still wondering what they're doing now.


"Preparations are done. Let's go." He then placed his hand over my shoulders and the area around me began to change. As soon as I blinked and reopened my eyes, we were in a completely different area.


I looked around and it was practically a new world in itself. There's plants and trees everywhere in which I couldn't identify any single one of them.


"You want to know? Look that way. Run for about 20 kilometers then come back."


Chapter 108 - Origin of the Nine-Heavenly Islands