Righteous Betrayal

Turning Away from the Divine For a fleeting moment, I cast aside the horrendous memories of that fateful day. I lived not as a Luthraghon, nor as a savior, but as a mere mortal, leading a simple yet joyous life. With my beloved wife and our beautiful daughter, who bore the best of both of us, I began to slowly forget the comrades left behind in Hadum and Elvia. One restless night, as I tossed and turned, unable to find sleep, a voice from decades, nay, centuries past, whispered to me ever so faintly. The explosion at Cron Castle, long ago—it was not a failure, but a beginning. For a moment, fear gripped me, my body trembling uncontrollably, my mind a blank slate. But unlike before, I steeled myself. With one last look at my peacefully slumbering wife and daughter, I hurriedly left our home. My family, my people, my everything—I had to protect them all.