The pull of spirituality

On the coast.

Titan King Aisimate stared blankly at the Fire Titan was walking into the depths of the ocean, opened his mouth, and said with a hint of helplessness.

"Did he know he was Titan wielding the Flame Authority, yet he still rushed headlong into the sea?"

His words carried a hint of sarcasm, as well as a touch of complacency.

But his words did not receive the response he had expected.

Behind him was silence.

Just as he was wondering, he turned around to look.

His daughter, Titanatia, the one who had survived the war and was a survivor of nature and destiny, was now lying on the ground, pale and weak, her breath barely a whisper.

The change before and after shocked and saddened him greatly.

He embraced the Giant who had collapsed on the shore and spoke sadly.

"No, Natya... Natiya, my daughter, what's wrong?"

"Father, I've held on for so long, but I can't hold on any longer."

Nature signifies vitality, which is why she has been able to persevere until now.

But this does not mean that she is powerful in battle. The power of nature is peaceful and gentle, far inferior to violent flames and earth-shattering Thunder.

During the long war, she suffered no less damage than other Titan, and her combat awareness and experience were no match for Lunfu'er and Aismart.

So, she was already beyond saving; she was just stubbornly holding on.

Nature's Authority sustained her meager life, while fate's Authority allowed her to persevere to the very end.

But the outcome remains unchanged.

But her persistence did have an effect.

She held on until the war ended, solely to intimidate the Demon King Apas and the Gutel Behemoth Modier.

Let them retreat in defeat.

She held on even when only three Titans remained, solely to intimidate the Fire Titan Renfrew.

Because she had long seen through his ambition to replace Aismart.

If only Aismart and Lunfu'er remain, a conflict is inevitable between them, and the final Titan will be severely injured, or even both killed in battle.

Her thoughts were not hard to guess for Aismart, who had held Supreme Authority over the Jia'en Giant Race for many years and was once a wise man.

But this made Aismart even more upset.

In this battle, he lost many of his people, friends and relatives, his wife and two sons, and now he is about to lose his last daughter.

All the heartache from before and after surged into my heart at this moment.

His huge eyes were filled with tears as he spoke in a low voice.

"No, Natiya, you must hold on. The Gaen Giant Race have already lost too many. I've lost too many too, I can't lose you too."

Natiya shook her head and smiled.

"Father, do not grieve for me. My destiny is to return to the sky and the earth."

"I am nature's representative, and nature must go into nature."

"That's different, Natiya. Nature may dissipate temporarily, but it will never perish."

Aismart encouraged him.

"These are different."

Natiya shook her head again.

"Besides nature, I am also an explorer of destiny."

"But what you don't know is that those who try to peek into fate will ultimately be devoured by it."

Aismart could tell that Natiya had completely given up hope of living and was determined to die, but she was still unwilling to accept it.

"Don't you have the favor of the Creator?"

"The Creator does not favor me as I am now."

Natiya sighed.

Then.

She struggled to lift her head, looking at the Blood-Colored Meteor Mitier disappearing into the distance in the sky, and spoke.

"And, Father, the Blood-Colored Meteor has not yet faded away, this Calamity is not over yet."

"I think you should prepare as soon as possible."

Aismart frowned again upon hearing this.

He looked up at the Blood-Colored Meteor Mitier, Mittel, which was still very close to the ground in the sky, and asked, puzzled.

"What on earth is going on? The war is over, the Gaen Giant are severely weakened, almost wiped out, yet the Blood-Colored Meteor is still here. This shouldn't be happening."

"What other changes are going to happen in this world?"

"Father, everything is for the best, don't worry."

"I have one last thing I need your help with."

Natiya spoke softly, her life hanging by a thread.

Aismart sighed and nodded.

"After I die."

"Please take me to my forest, to my tree, to bury me beneath my forest, so that my body may forever accompany my forest. Perhaps, my soul will be reborn in the future."

Natiya said mysteriously.

Upon hearing this, Aismart nodded.

"Okay, Natiya, I'll help you accomplish all of this."

He didn't know the reason behind Natiya's talk of rebirth after death, but he believed in his daughter.

Thank you, Father.

Natiya breathed her last with a smile.

Aismart sighed deeply, then, carrying her body, crossed the battlefield and the mountains and lakes to reach the Natiya Forest.

Here.

He was the first to see that miraculous tree, which was said to be a gift from the Creator.

An endless spirituality swayed within the still-growing sapling, a spirituality that stirred a greedy desire within him.

He subconsciously wanted to devour it, believing that these spiritual elements could help him strengthen his power and allow his Path of the Titan to go further and to a higher level.

But he held back.

This is Natiya's hope.

that's all.

He buried Natiya in the ground next to the sapling and turned to leave.

After the great war, as the last Titan of the Gaen Giant Race and the King of Titan, he naturally had to comfort and care for his people, and he had many things to do and no free time.

On the vast sea surface of the Outer Ring Sea.

A colossal, monstrous beast spread its fleshy wings and swept across the deep blue sea.

"I should have listened to my father and not led them out of the World of Darkness. But alas, they can't go back, and neither should I, nor can I."

The giant beast was filled with sorrow and guilt.

His companions shouldn't have died with him like this.

"My curiosity killed everyone."

Instead of returning via the edge of the Outer Ring Sea, he found an equally large island and laid down the corpses of all the Gutel Behemoth.

"I once heard my father talk about the origins of the Gut Giant Beast Race."

"He was once one of the towering Wild Giant of the ancient Wild Era. But he committed a grave error and was punished by the Creator. Fortunately, the Creator was merciful and spared his life, and from his flesh and blood emerged the Gut Giant Beast Race."

"My father said that although the memories were the same, he identified more with his newly born Gute Race than with the ancient Wild Giant."

My comrades have died because of this; I cannot return alone.

"Since there's no going back, then I will follow my father's example, carrying the corpses and flesh of my comrades, and in this Radiance world, let a new race be born."

He roared to the sky, threw himself onto the corpses of more than a dozen Gutel Clan, and prayed loudly.

"Great Creator, I have the blood of Gutel flowing in my veins, the blood of creation flowing in my veins. Please grant me and my companions new life."

Having said that, he tore his own body apart, sacrificing his life and mixing his blood into the remains of the dozen or so Gutel Behemoth.