A Dragon Idol's Reincarnation Tale Side Story 34: Saori in the Forest of Garms and Fenrirs

Side Story 34: Saori in the Forest of Garms and Fenrirs.

What is happening?

We will be eting with Belzac soon, at least according to the kids. Funnily enough, the location of his shrine is below where I was born.

Oh really? Oh shit! Sorry! Now that I think about it, I think I rember your garm mother ntioning sothing like speaking with her ancestor or sothing! I should have told you that sooner!

Hmm? Do not worry about it. You know I have not cared about my garm family until the kids got into trouble with Belzac. At least you kept your promise to my garm mother by protecting up until now, right?

Those were the last things I spoke with Hestia before my group departed from the subspace and into the area beneath the Belzac garms ancestral grounds. There, I found the stone statue depicting the S rank [Three-Eyed Fenrir] Belzac.

The voice of a growly old man entered my mind, addressing Hanazawa and Tatsuya first, thanking them for their help in bringing here. The four onnikai garms in Hanazawas possession then left her and returned to the statue, orbiting him like moons. He then said sothing to , though I couldnt seem to recall what he said right now.

Argh, my head.

My mory was still swimming from the encounter, and the next thing I could rember properly was the sight of a darkened forest, dark to the point it would be impossible for a normal person to see. I couldnt find the sun or the moon. There was just no light. Thank goodness, [True Wolven Instincts] and [Nights Caress] were working. My night vision was working well for .

But even with night vision, the lack of light is making it very hard to navigate. I cant look too far away.

I couldnt find my students. Tatsuya, Kyouya, and Hanazawa werent around when I woke up. I have been wandering around this place, not only for my own safety, but to find my students. Anxiousness and trepidation. The fear of the unknown. I couldnt sense any living beings inside this place outside of myself.

In addition, I couldnt transform back into my wolfkin form. I rembered being in my wolfkin form when I t Belzac, but I woke up here in my original fenrir body. [Humanize] wasnt working even though my other skills and spells were.

I could generate stygian electricity, my dark elental spells were working, and my bodys flexibility and function were working well enough. Oh, its seems that I couldnt summon my [Storage Magic] at all either. What was this place? Where was I?

How long have I been in this place? My sense of ti was completely ruined by the lack of sun and this dark maze.

I looked over at one of the trees, suddenly noticing so smoke coming from its roots. I went closer and covered my right paw with [Shadow Armant], reaching out to grab it. The sensation was similar to touching a shadow formless and fragile like pudding, but as soft and smooth as water. I pulled on it, ripping the whole tree out of the ground and throwing it away. I looked down, only to see a hole.

These are shadows. Belzac did sothing. I just dont know what.

Without [Shadow Armant], I couldnt pull any of these trees out of the ground, confirming my thoughts even more. If I were to put this clue and the whole night and darkness aspect of this place into question, then Belzac had to have done this. Considering I couldnt [Humanize] oruse [Storage Magic], this couldnt be reality.

Well, at least, that was what I believed. This was all probably an illusion, but how was I supposed to break it? Looking at it objectively, and with how Ive been wandering this place for a while now, it was obviously to trap . Searching for an exit was making restless and impatient, so I had to calm down a bit.

In a situation like this, I had to think of my next move thoroughly.

Belzac invited through Hanazawa and Tatsuya, and even welcod us, according to my mories. Was he antagonistic? I questioned using my fenrir instinct, or in other words, my gut feeling. No, I dont dislike him, nor do I feel any hostility towards him. At least, it doesnt feel right to think of him like that. Apprehensive, maybe, but only because I was a bit afraid of eting him. Or, to be more specific, confront my fenrir heritage.

A whole year had passed since I was reborn into this world. My mories and thoughts of my mother were slowly becoming less and less important to , as hard as it was to admit. Being with Hestia and Aurora has eased my mind a lot. Suffice to say, I had stopped worrying so much about sothing I couldnt influence.

Of course, there was a part of feeling guilty about dying before my Mother, and how my death probably would have affected her. Regardless, thinking about it rationally, was use was it? I died; end of the story. Outside of Hestia getting Aurena to also send back to Earth, what else was there for to do?

Get stronger.

That was all I could do. To protect my new family and friends, and also make sure Hestias Quest ends well, all so I could get that chance. Whether my Mother was alive or not wasnt my problem, at least not for now. I had to think forward, towards my future, and what I had to do.

And one of those things was to find a way to beco stronger. Find a way to overco my limitations as I did in the past. Just as Hestia and Tasianna grew, so must I. And, for that reason, I agreed to co with Hanazawa and Tatsuya to et Belzac. Not only to help my students and act responsibly, but also to learn from an S rank in my bloodline. Just as Hestia did.

I ca in front of Belzac to finally learn what [Belzacs Successor] actually ant.

Thats right. What did Ilsaphone say again?

The reward for the Divine Quest Ilsaphone issued to was three things. First, a single level up. Very kind and needed. Second, a blessing from Edna, the Goddess of Monsters and Fertility as well as the wife of the God of Darkness. If I rembered correctly, I had lost the two Watched titles and gained a new one a blessing.

By the divine System, individual [Young Stygian-Scaled Fenrir, Saori Segawa] has lost these titles: [Watched by Edna] [Watched by Ilsaphone]

By the divine System, individual [Young Stygian-Scaled Fenrir, Saori Segawa] is granted the title: [Ambassador of Grim]

Right. That was the System ssage I rembered. Curiously, my new title was pretty close to Belzacs nickna, the Harbinger of Grim.

Hold on, when did I learn that information? From a book? No, I wasnt that interested in Belzac, even before I ca here. Did I learn that from the kids or from the wolf himself?

There apparently were so holes in my mories. It felt like a hangover with how hard it was to recall events.

Nevertheless, that wasnt important. Back to topic, the last reward was information on Belzacs intentions from Ilsaphones mouth. She was as truthful as you could get with sothing like this. At least, I didnt think she would want to trick considering what her goal was supposed to be. Or, maybe I was just naive.

Now, what did she say again?

Belzac wants you to beco the first of his descendants to unlock the full power of [Belzacs Successor]. If you dont know yet, titles arent exactly easy to receive without specific conditions. The easiest thod is to get them from a god. And, upon his death, Belzac made a deal with my mother, Edna. Essentially, [Belzacs Successor] is the first, still juvenile, form of my mothers blessing on the Belzac bloodline.

Belzac beca Ednas Champion in his last monts, when he asked her to keep his soul from reincarnating before his wish for revenge was fulfilled. Through his service to Marsven when he fought and resealed KleaHatma when she broke out from the dwarven ruins, it was easy for the Night Goddess to accept his plea.

Instead of being the one to receive the blessing, it was his descendants who did. It was essentially a similar situation to Hestia and her Kargryxmor bloodline. That was also the reason why [Belzacs Successor] had such an incredible bonus in the form of increased experience and skill proficiency gain.

Belzac's Successor

A title given to a descendant of Belzac that is destined to be the next Belzac. Boosts experience gain and skill proficiency gain. Increases Dark Elental resistance and proficiency, while also improving the effectiveness of Dark Elental spells. As a descendant of the mystical three-eyed Fenrir, Belzac, the possessor gains heightened paraters, when fighting with other of its pack

It was to make us stronger so we could do what Belzac and Edna wanted.

Belzac wants revenge on the people who killed him after he was weakened by his fight with KleaHatma. The humans and elves at that ti. Like an angered onnikai, he cursed their leaders with his dying breath. Humans die quite easily, but the elves are more resilient to the passage of ti. Two of three have died already during battles, but the last is currently still alive.

How funny that KleaHatma was once again involved in all of this. Close to Rashan village in the Greenveil duchy was a set of dwarven ruins we, Aurora, had to delve into in order to solve an onnikai problem. There, we found a mural displaying Belzacs fight against KleaHatma, and was also the place where we found the latter imprisoned in a catalyst.

Then again, if he hadnt fought KleaHatma in the first place, he probably could have continued living and beco an SS rank, maybe even stronger. So, Marsven was also at fault for leaving KleaHatma alive. Ilsaphone even agreed with my point.

Nevertheless, concerning Ednas side of the story, Ilsaphone refused to say anything about that, as the reward only involved information on Belzac. A sha.

Hold on, wasnt there sothing else?

Of course, Belzac has more things he wants you to do, but you can hear it from the spirit himself. They arent too important, really. Just know that Belzac will welco you with open arms, so be nice. Oh right, he also told sothing about how you had to procreate to make sure his bloodline doesnt go extinct.Well, the onnikai-possessed garms do have his blood, so its not like everything rests on your shoulders. However, since you are the strongest living Belzac wolf, he will try to ask you to have a lot of sex

Yeah, okay! Okay! Lets forget that part! Not like I needed to rember sothing as silly as that. Goodness, gracious!

To conclude from that, I was doubly blessed by Edna at this point, although [Belzacs Successor] wasnt that important to talk about. And second, Belzac actually wasnt the enemy here. In other words, this had to be a test.

Should have figured this out sooner, then again, maybe that is the reason for my foggy mory?

However, even after calming my mind down to the point I felt nothing but annoyance at how this test was constructed, I still had no clear way to solve this puzzle. Logically, the best way to find the exit was to hang onto any clues I could find. The one I found the most intriguing was the black mist coming from that one tree from before.

Got it.

I broke apart a sizable chunk of the shadow tree I pulled out and channeled lightning through it, before sticking it into the earth, right next to the hole. With [Shadow Armant], I could manipulate any shadows I wanted, so, I turned this piece of wood into a lightning conductor. It would endlessly channel my lightning, giving a landmark to return to. Sound was the best sense to use in this place, as seeing in this abyss was too hard.

I began exploring the forest once again, this ti with a more realizable objective. At first, I couldn't find any more smoking trees, so I began tearing off two from the ground to see if the first was a fluke or not. Strangely, none of them had a hole underneath them.

So, to make sure, I returned to the landmark, following the sizzling and crackling of the electricity. I placed my leg into the hole, testing if there was so other clue or not. I used [Shadow Dash], sinking my paw directly into it like a shadow. Having made sure there was nothing there, I delved my head into the shadow and began looking around in this shadow world.

Once again nothing.

This wasnt the actual shadow world. It had the sa interior like the usual, which was just blackness, really. However, the real one would always have a light showing through a hole, showing you where the shadow you wanted to teleport to was. Even if the other side was inside the darkest room of the world, there would always be this one indicator!

However, I could not see one. It was similar to the many other tries I perford before. Without a light, it was impossible to use [Shadow Dash] effectively. I would just go lost in the shadow world. It was discouraging to see this hole didnt have any further answers, but at the very least I knew these smokey trees had sothing important.

Sighing once more, I began my search anew. There was no reason to give up. I just have to trust in what Ilsaphone told . There was a way out of this, and I would find it. Still, even if my will was strong to start with, the more I wandered around fruitless, the more my motivation wavered.

Eventually, the sound of my electric landmark vanished. Did I go too far, or did it just stop streaming the lightning? I wasnt sure. I didnt care, honestly. I was just getting more and more ntally fatigued. If this was a test, then what was Belzac even testing for, huh? My walking ability?

[Uno! Song! Sarasa! Quatre! Varya! Shere! Ajay! Shoyi! Can any of you hear ?!] I tried calling for my shadow pack. I could feel they were alive, I knew they werent dead, but I couldnt feel them in my shadow nor close by.

This was infuriating. Was that smoke actually a fluke? If so, then I was back to square one! No, even worse! I got my hopes up and landed on a get fucked square!

Fuck!

I slamd the ground, accidentally letting a jolt of electricity escape as I lost my temper. Catharsis. A very needed one, honestly. Losing my sense of ti and direction while putting into this weird place was making scratch my head. I could not understand Belzacs motives.

Maybe its best if I just destroy this place, better than just standing around and Huh?

The sound of electricity, and it was near. No, it was even closer than this, it ca from underneath my belly. Was it my fur? No, I wasnt letting my mana go wild after the slam I did before. I havent heard the lightning landmark for a while now, and I was sure the sound couldnt just appear out of nowhere like this.

So where was that sound coming from exactly? In this darkness, it was hard to see, but I saw a few bolts of lightning surging on the ground.

That couldnt be right. Even if my stygian lightning wasnt like normal electrical energy, that didnt an it could continue acting around on the ground the earth. Insulators and conductors were still a thing, and basic physics rules still applied to it, with a few new additions.

For example, my lightning could still flow through tal well, but had a harder ti with sothing like rocks and other raw minerals. However, due to the effects of [Lightning Shadow] in [Stygian Voltage], my lightning could also stream through any shadows.

Of course! Why didnt I think about that earlier? This whole place was one big shadow!

That smoke actually was a clue. It drew my attention and had use [Shadow Armant] to manipulate the shadow tree and pull it out. What did I do afterwards? Pull out more trees. The whole [Shadow Dash] part was still confusing to , but if the ground was a shadow, then that ant I could control it.

I covered my entire front legs in shadows and bore my claws right into the ground. As if it was butter, tearing through the earth was easy enough and it didnt seem like anything was around to fix the crevasse I just created. For so reason, I felt good about this. It seed like I finally had a clear path forward.

Continue!

I cast [Dark Tendrils] from two trees and had them grab around my torso, having them act as a safety harness in case all this did was make fall into an even deeper abyss. Better to be safe. Once I made sure of this aspect, I began digging, throwing away shadow earth like any other dog.

[pha! e up!]

I heard sothing. Sothing else but my own thoughts! This singular mont was enough for to continue this process with even more fervor! I dug as if my life depended on it! Until

[Alpha!]

[Uno!]

My scarred garms head suddenly appeared from the ground, calling out my na before he grabbed my leg with his tendrils, pulling right into the hole.

Alerted by this, my first reaction was to activate the harness around my body to pull back out, but for so reason, the [Dark Tendrils] dissipated into the air. With nothing holding back, Uno kept dragging my body even deeper into this darkness until a light appeared.

My body began feeling lighter. The light blinded , and in the next mont, Uno was gone and I was in what appeared like a house; an apartnt. I noticed I had transford back into my humanized form, but none of my wolfkin features could be found. I was in my [Humanized Lv. 10] form a complete human.

Where is the System ssage?

Strangely, this transformation was done without my consent. I didnt activate it and, for so reason, a System ssage didnt appear. The Divine System was consistent. This shouldnt happen.

No, wait, forget about that. Where am I now?

First, I was in a forest of pure blackness. Now, I was inside a standard flat. From the look of the tatami mat and how I was laying inside a futon, this had to be from Japan. I push myself up, acting as if I had just woken up.

Wha?! Sothing fell onto the ground, drawing my attention and freezing into place. G-Goma-kun?

I picked up the black-white dog plushie up, staring at the stitched-up left ear. Now that I rembered, Father had nearly torn off my husky plushies ear when I was still a kid. It was his present to when we went on a family skiing trip in my childhood.

I cried like a storm when I saw Goma-kuns stuffing sticking out from where his ear was. Mother quickly sewed it up for , but even then, I was still quite sad since the stitches could be seen. Only after father told about how scars were dals of deeds did I finally stop crying. Such a childish reasoning, but I bought it up like cupcakes.

I embraced the little husky plush, holding it tightly to my chest. The sensation of his fur touched my arm, causing my eyes to suddenly water.

I missed you.

Adulthood was stressful. When I was still a teen, I had quite a few plushies inside my room, just to give a place to destress after all the work I had to do for my graduation and college entrance exams. However, after my father died and I was forced to work while attending college, the amount of toys I had around decreased purely because I needed sothing to let all the built-up stress out on.

Eventually, only Goma-kun survived. Nad after sesa seeds since he was white and black, I cherished him too much to throw him away. Every ti I looked at his injured ear, my fathers face ca back to my mind. Why was he here? I had already forgotten about him during my stay in Peolynca.

You and Uno have a lot in common If hes here, then that ans this is my room?

I looked around, noticing the ssy desk in the corner, swamped with papers and books. There was always more to do for my job as a teacher, since not only did I have to help out my colleagues and prepare for my classes, but also had to help my students as needed. Outside of the rest of the apartnt, I rarely fully cleaned my own room.

On the other end of the room was my sewing machine and kit, a skill I learned from Mother, which had helped a lot in Peolynca. Fashion magazines and other materials I needed to keep up with the fashion world were scattered around, although with how our financial situation was, looking up fancy and beautiful clothes was always just indulging a dream. How wonderful that I was able to beco more or less a seamstress in Peolynca.

However, even in the face of all of this, I still only had a single question

Where am I?

I stood up and walked over to the door, where I noticed a thick book about traveling the world. It had many interesting tidbits on traveling and what to look out for, especially towards countries with a more divisive culture.

I left my room and went into the living room. Our apartnt was small, so there were only two bedrooms, a living room, and a bathroom. Then again, it probably was larger than what you would find in the main districts of Tokyo, but for my ho city, Yokohama, this place still had a pricey rent.

Hmm? What is this sll?

This was strange. I was hearing sothing happening in the kitchen. The sound of sizzling oil and the scent of herbs and spices welcod into the room, drawing closer to it until I saw sobody there I never expected.

O-Okaa-san?!

It was my mother.

Hmm? Saori-chan? Why are you already awake? Its only five.

That was right. I always woke up at 5:30 am. Not only to prepare for my own breakfast, but also for my mother, since she was ill, not only physically but ntally, after Fathers death. After I was done, I would prepare for my trip to work and take the next earliest train to Tokyo, where Shiroko High School was.

Mother had never cooked after the tragedy. Her cooking an olet all while looking at as if I shouldnt be awake right now, not only shook to the core but caused my already watery eyes to let tears fall down my face again. Not only from nostalgia, but also cause one of my earnest wishes ca true.

Oh! Why are you crying? Did sothing happen at work yesterday? Mother rushed up to , caressing my face and wiping the tears off my cheeks.

Her black hair, still unkempt from sleeping, had lost its luster and had strands of white, a result of years of lack of care and stress. She would still bath and clean herself, but she was mostly unmotivated when it ca to proper skin and hair care. It also didnt help that we also had to be more conservative with our money.

However, even with all of that, her face was exactly how I rembered it, but with more emotions. She always had a deadpan expression whenever I wasnt around and would always force herself to smile. She was heartbroken from fathers death. And, although I understood it, I sotis wished I could shout and tell her to get over it already. Watching her wither away pained .

So, seeing her so lively, rushing towards with a worried face tugged on my emotions.

Nothing. I embraced her for a mont, causing her to giggle. What are you cooking? Are you sure you havent gone rusty, Okaa-san?

Oh! She pushed out of my hug and frowned jokingly at . Dont say that to your mother. I thought I had raised you better. Go ready the table, and wait for to remind you from whom you learned how to cook!

The both of us chuckled. How long has it been since we joked like this?

Breakfast was simple. Stead rice, olet, miso soup, seaweed salad with sesa seeds, and a grilled filet of salmon. With a warm oolong tea, Mothers favorite, to finish it off, this was as standard as you could get. In a way, I missed sothing normal like this.

We ate together.

Enjoying the food and talking about so mundane stuff was fun to . How long has it been since I had done this with my mother? Instead of frowning whenever I entered my mother's room, we were both smiling and laughing. It felt like we were a family again. The burdens of the past, gone.

Even if all we talked about was my work, I kept telling her everything that happened since I beca a teacher at Shiroko High. How I stumbled and felt overwheld by the fact my first job was to beco a horoom teacher for high schoolers with parents who probably had the money to hire a hitman to kill if I fuck up their children. Or, how the stress of having to earn money for our dical bills forced to beco the perfectionist Hanazawa accused of being.

I had to be a perfect teacher. Even if I wanted to rest and have so quality de-stress monts, I couldnt. If my class, class 3-2, could continuously pump out high-scoring students, I could gain bonuses and raises. More money to hopefully heal and restore my family.

Now that I thought about it clearly, maybe the reason why I disliked Hanazawa and acted so cold around her on Earth was because of this reason? It wasnt because she was ssing up her potential or how ungrateful she acted around her heritage, it was because I identified her as an intelligent young woman. And this student could get another raise but would never listen to my instructions to do so. I was frustrated.

In the end, did my students really an much to ? Or were they just sacks of yen I had to grow to harvest.

You seem to love your students. Mother smiled widely, showing enough wrinkles that nobody would have believed she was only 51 years old. I didnt expect you to love your teacher position so much.

Neither did I.

No.

The mories of my ti with all my students. My ti as the horoom teacher of class 3-2. I was only 24 when I t them. Due to this small gap in our age did I manage to bond with most of them, especially with the girls and the scholastic-focused students, like Nishio.

How we celebrated after everybody passed their final exams in their first year. The kids dragged into a pretty expensive restaurant, even saying they would cover everything from their pockets. It was embarrassing, since I was the adult, but no way could I afford to pay for any of this. Still, it was a fond mory.

So, no, the students did an sothing to . Outside of our relationship as teacher and students, we were quite friendly with each other. And now, after we were reunited in Peolynca, I had to fully admit we had beco friends. I might have had ulterior motives as a teacher, but I knew the kids already knew about it.

Maybe if I had realized this earlier, maybe I would have been able to connect with Asaka. Or, at the very least, I wouldnt have turned into such a stick-up-her-ass adult.

Haha, then I t this girl nad Hestia. No, wait, she went with Miss Dragon for a while until I gave her that na. A very weird girl, honestly.

Oh, weird sounds good to ? It does make life more exciting right?

Yeah. It did.

Reflecting on it, I think my ti with Hestia and as a garm had definitely changed . I was more willing to take risks, act more heroically similar to what I thought father was as a firefighter, and also be more casual about things. In our first half of our eting, I was the one mostly lecturing Hestia and trying to push my ideals on her, but that sort of changed in the other half.

As Hestia beca more confident and more willing to accept herself, I beca more envious of her growth as a person. From the shy, self-deprecating dragon whelp I first t in the forest, to an inspiring, reliable heroine. I ca to the Belzac forest because I wanted to change as she did, outside of just becoming stronger.

And we fought and traveled together. We made more friends, more allies, but also quite a few enemies, sadly. However I stopped myself from continuing.

However, Mother already knew. Shes your family now, too, right?

Yeah.

I looked at our already finished breakfast. We had already finished it ages ago. The stories I told were too engrossing for to end, as every single mory was like treasure to . I knew how fleeting life could be. My father died before we could travel the world, and I died before I could help my mother.

As such, every mont should be valued like treasure. At the end of your life, all that will remain with you would be your mories. A precious commodity. So take it too lightly with how short a human life could be. After all, we never know when our lives would and could end. Sotis, being a bit hedonistic would be best.

Tears ran down my eyes once again, dripping as fast as a waterfall to the point Mother jumped up and ran over to with a handkerchief. Wiping my tears away, she soothed as if I was a small girl again. Okaa-san

My weak voice reached my mothers ears. Yes, my dear?

Huek! I love you! Huek, kuek And I miss you! I forced my words out through a torrent of snot and emotions. Im sorry I left you! Im sorry for dying before you! I want to see you again Huek! I want to see Otou-san, again! I want us all to be happy!

My mother to the right, and my father to the left. All together in a hug. Little wishes. Little prayers. Never to reach the proper ears.

My sweet child I felt her hand stroking my hair and back. Her warmth was comforting. I love you, too. Well always be there for you. In your hearts.

I hope I released myself from our hug and looked directly into my Mothers own weary face. Thank you for giving closure. But, you're not my mother. I cant stay here forever.

A wry smile ford on her face. Mothers knew best.

This wasnt an illusion. This was a dream. No System ssages, a mory full of holes as if I had a hangover, and a comforting place for to find peace at. However, all Mother did was listen to , never talk about herself. I also did not forget about Unos voice. I wouldnt forget about my garms as I almost did Goma-kun!

You could be at peace here, Saori-chan. No more of the woes of the outside, no more heartbreaks. An illusion to keep you safe. Mother tried to argue back, but I shook my head and wiped away my tears.

Enough. I know this place is all made from shadows. My shadow crept up my leg and began covering my arm like a black gauntlet. Enough tricks. Stop this. You arent my mother.

She is not. But I am.

Mother dissipated into the air, flying away like a storm of sakura petals. The walls of our apartnt broke down, revealing a translucent figure coming closer to . I couldnt guess its figure at first, but with every step it took, it beca larger and more detailed.

Eventually, the creature towered over like an elephant. It was see-through like a ghost or spirit, but I could at least make it out as a wolf. A giant monster wolf a garm.

[And you are my pup.]

I recognize that face. It was the first person I t when I was reborn.

Hello Mother.

A note from AbyssRaven

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