Chapter 202

 It is said that in order to achieve whatever they want, humans... or rather, living beings in general, will dreg up their memories in order to find a reason to push themselves.

 That is the origin behind the so called flashbacks. And it was one of those that Hephaestus had.

 Hephaestus was born to a smithy. Day by day, she watched her father hammer down metal and shape it into various tools. Her eyes remained glued as she did not even move from the spot which often worried her mother.

 The roaring flames, the feel of metal being changed from a lump into something completely different enraptured her and stole her breath.

 When she discovered she had an affinity for fire magic and was recruited into the academy in her country, she couldn't have been more happier.

 She had talent but that did not stop her from throwing her everything into training - both as a smith and as a warrior.