A peerless goddess of beauty, utterly unlike anything the mortal world could ever produce.
Compared to them,
whether nobles or commoners, they were all human! There was no difference between them.
Some people had come into contact with them.
They had received their help.
They were filled with gratitude.
They spread tales of their deeds far and wide.
Some had been punished by them, but their crimes had not warranted death. If they truly repented and changed their ways, it instead made the immortals' might and abilities shine even more.
Three men make a tiger; rumors grow with each retelling.
No matter what,
there were only a few wives, after all.
Traveling on foot, as if measuring the earth, they certainly could not take everyone into consideration in such a short time.
More people spread and passed on the news. Gradually, it became increasingly mystical.
More and more people were half-convinced.
More and more people seemed to have found hope... Even if it was only a dream, they still wanted to seek it out.
Whenever Nahida passed through a place, she would tend its Ley Lines, straighten its fields, and leave behind seeds capable of yielding a harvest.
May the branches soon be laden with abundant fruit.
Furina used Hydro to treat the wounded. Through her travels, she also gave gifts to the common people she met along the way, hoping they could hold on a little longer.
Anna tirelessly swept away bandits and stamped out calamity, restoring peace to the entire region. She, too, was praised in song.
Everything they did was their own choice.
It was what they wanted to do.
But as they continued their deeds, more people came into contact with them. Afterward, they learned from their own lips that the Empress of Destiny had descended.