Is this really just an RPG? !

It is easy to have differences between different races, especially before the century of destruction, there are continuous small fights on this continent. There will be some guys full of desire among intelligent creatures, and this desire will expand endlessly, so that they no longer satisfy the territory of their own group, and instead try to reach out to the guys around them to satisfy their greed.

Thus, the war broke out.

Perhaps at first it was just a quarrel from a prey that fell on the junction, but for those in power, they can always develop sufficient reasons to convince their own group, and then to those who "scorn their dignity" Races launched wars, and then one tribe after another, countries were implicated, and finally the entire continent was in chaos.

Even those religions are no exception.

But... to be precise, the source of the century of destruction is the religious war, right?

The above is all the guesses about that war, and more detailed content can only be asked by those survivors. It is a pity that the survivors either died of illness or old age, or lived in seclusion all year round, making it difficult to find. The countries in various places are unwilling to fully disclose the information they have collected to other countries, and as a result, no one can dig out this history in the end.

but.

Maybe it can be speculated from some ruins or leftover magic props.

For example, Melville, the well-known destroyer who was active in the century of destruction, as the king of fire demons, can tear the earth at will and swallow everything that dares to challenge it with magma. It's just that this powerful-sounding existence was finally sealed in a bottle. Unless it relied on the power of external objects, it would probably only be able to feel the changes in the world in that icy environment for a lifetime.

And the one who sealed it was its theoretical mother.

"But is it really okay for you to do this?"

"Anything is fine... I just don't want to watch my child be defeated by the most powerful human being."

"The seal is only a temporary solution and cannot save it."

"You're right, but so what? I won't live to that time."

"……What's the meaning?"

"My child's life is bound to me, and this seal only allows him to live through this century... Although the hope is slim, I am more happy to see my child live forever with my blood."

"The utter impossibility, that temper, which yields to no one or anything."

"Who knows? But I understand a little bit."

"Um?"

"Although I can create life like Lindsay, I can't reach his level. The child I made with my own hands will always become my projection, instead of growing into a different existence from me."

"...I don't understand your thoughts."

"It's ok, but can you take care of it for me?"

"Okay, I'll put it under the academy."

"Your precious academy? I didn't expect you to be so bold."

"No, I'm just like you."

The very old looking man raised his head and looked towards the source of the light. He paused for a moment before speaking the second half of the sentence.

"I believe in my students, my future students, and..."

"And you think you might recruit the next hero to the school? I can understand you."

"Um?"

"Human emotions are more delicious than I thought. I almost thought I would be human."

"But you're not human."

"Yeah, so someone came to me. Although he didn't seem to want to do it very much, he had to do these things with the expectations of the people behind him... Wait, such a boy feels good! I Probably in love?"

"..."

"Hahaha! Don't use this expression! Besides, I'm not joking, I really feel this way."

"Forget it, as long as you are happy."

Holding the bottle that exudes biting cold, the old man turned and walked towards the depths of the cave.