I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 1031

“Your perception is sharp, human youth… or rather, heir from the ‘True’ Outer Gods?”
The Goddess of Light’s pleasant voice carried, a humanized jest, followed by a gentle smile:
“Yes, the Abyss, or Chaos, that should have been the world’s beginning. It should have been opened into a realm, as the world of ‘True,’ but something very cliché happened.”
“You mean… the ‘Supreme Will’?” Verafia’s expression slightly deepened.
“Perhaps that supreme existence, or perhaps just a coincidence. But no matter what, the ‘Primordial Fire’ fell into boundless chaos.”
The Goddess of Light’s voice was regretful, “Afterward, chaos was opened, and the prototype of the world was born in the flames of creation. The Primordial Fire was but an instant in chaos.”
“—Its flames became Light, Shadow was born as Darkness, High Temperature and Destruction were born as Hera’s Flame, and the endless vitality contained within was the origin of Life.”
Light, Darkness, Flame and Destruction, and Life, weren’t these the Four Great God Kings born in the Mythic Era?
Verafia lowered her eyelashes.
The Goddess of Light explained the world’s birth to her, and the subsequent history was not difficult for her to guess.
After the world was opened, the oldest gods were gradually born. They gave birth to the world’s laws and shaped the authority of rules… As a result, the world gradually perfected, and the gods who held the initial authority became the masters of all things.
During this time, there was the alternation of light and dark, the scorching flames continued to burn the remaining chaos, and the goddess Silusere, the Incarnation of Life, created myriad living beings.
—This was the era of gods, but as the laws governed by the gods grew stronger and merged into the fundamental nature of the world, this also represented the twilight of the gods’ glory.
After the gods fell, the golden era of Orcs and Elves rose, and with the long passage of history, it has come to the current era ruled by humans.
Verafia suddenly raised her head: “But, I once met a god of frost on another continent.”
“Our era naturally had gods representing frost.”
The Goddess of Light said, she turned her face, her beautiful gold eyes looking at Herafir, who remained silent, with a half-smile:
“Of course, he is not the one you met. Perhaps, little goddess, what you encountered was merely the residual heat from Hera’s flames burning in chaos.”
Verafia thought about it and nodded.
Ig raised his face, “Your Highness of the God of Light, if that’s the case, you say the Abyss is the essence of the world because it was originally part of this world?”
“Well said. However, a more accurate term would be the ‘dark side’ of this world.”
Avelia praised, “If the Abyss descends as the prophecy foretells, it is the existence of a world. Apart from the ‘Twilight’ that also prophesies the burning of the world, only fire can ignite it.”
“Flame…?”
Verafia murmured, she raised her head, “Thank you for your explanation.”
The Goddess of Light smiled, “It’s nothing. However, little goddess… I can see you still have questions.”
“Questions…”
Verafia hesitated for a moment and nodded, “I want to ask, why did you abandon your divine position of light? Was it just to create this world?”
In the legends buried in the long river of history, in the mythical age, humans forged Sacred Swords that contained the power of the God of Light.
However, from Herafir’s mouth, Verafia knew that in fact, at the end of the Mythic Era, Avelia had given her divine spark to humanity, which was how the “God Slaying Sword” that ended the era of gods was born.
Just as Verafia saw, the Goddess of Light before her did not actually possess the divine spark that represented the laws of light, like her and Herafir.
However, Verafia felt that Avelia’s realm was much higher than hers, as if she were the embodiment of pure light itself.
If possible, she hoped Avelia could help her when facing Ilis and the Abyss.
Looking at the girl’s raised big golden eyes, Avelia seemed to read her thoughts and smiled slightly, “Goddess of Life, you have passed through this light. What are your thoughts on this world?”
“This…”
Verafia hesitated for a moment, and looking into her clear eyes, she nodded:
“This world is prosperous and peaceful, with no war or conflict. Perhaps people will always live in happiness and joy. Such a concept might not even be limited by time… Perhaps, this is what an ideal world is like.”
She looked at the Goddess of Light, “Eternal happiness, like a dream… But I feel that this world is more established upon you, maintained by you alone. That is even more illusory.”
“You speak truly.”
The Goddess of Light smiled slightly, she looked towards the soft and bright dawn light overflowing outside the palace, “I no longer belong to the old world. And as you say, maintaining this light, little goddess, this is my answer.”
“I understand.”
Verafia sensed her refusal and knew she could not force the issue, so she thanked her again, “Goddess of Light, thank you for your explanation.”
“As I am now, besides answering some simple questions for you, I can’t do much else… By the way, little goddess, I once saw you obtain a fragment of light from Sariel.”
“Sariel?”
Verafia recalled that the fallen archangel had exchanged a fragment of light from Moon, hoping to use this light to create a projection of Avelia and thus possess her.
In the end, this fragment of light was obtained by her. Verafia’s initial thought was to see if she could use this fragment, from the deepest part of the origin of light, to open the passage to the Divine Realm of Light.
However, in the end, Herafir personally brought her to this domain of light.
“Sariel, he was always a greedy child. However, by bringing this fragment of light to you, he has atoned for his past sins.”
The Goddess of Light sighed softly and took the fragment of light from the girl’s hand.
“The status of Light has long been abandoned by me… However, since you have obtained this trace of light, I should also give you a gift.”
A gentle smile bloomed on her cheeks. The goddess’s pure and white fingers picked up a trace of light and placed it on her chest, on her luxurious silk evening gown. The gorgeous and bright light filled the entire hall.
“This is…”
Until the brilliance gradually subsided, Verafia took the fragment back from the goddess’s hand. The overflowing light filled her perception, making her feel as if she were touching the authority of light, and her eyes showed surprise.
“After the fall of Darkness, the authority of her inheritance is called the Demon King’s Heart. Then, this bright light can also be called the ‘Heart of Light.’ Little Goddess of Life, perhaps it will be of help to you.”