In the middle of the sacred forest, at the top of a hill.
Meru had just arrived and sat down. When she closed her eyes and clenched her fists… at that moment, she felt something and opened her eyes, turning around.
In the skies, a small and very beautiful woman was approaching in a hurry.
"Mother…" Meru murmured.
"How is he?" The response came immediately, filled with anxiety.
Meru took a deep breath. "He's almost 16 already. Even though he only just started, we taught him everything we could. Don't worry so much, he'll manage to cultivate on his own."
The woman sat down beside Meru, still unable to calm herself. "Darian is very rash and impulsive… he's a lot like your father. I'm afraid he'll run into danger he still can't handle. I'm sure that if he sees something he doesn't like, he'll fight to the end, no matter who it's against."
Meru sighed. Indeed, her little brother was like that, just like their father and also… just like he had been in his past life.
