“No way, you’re kidding. The dead shouldn’t be able to come back so easily.”
This wasn’t just about breaking taboos; the resurrection of a dead human was an affront to the natural order.
“The way the Progenitor was going to come back was by using the bodies of the Bloodline as vessels.”
“…That’s impossible.”
“But the Progenitor believed it was possible. That’s why they embraced death without fear. It makes sense, doesn’t it? For the Progenitor, death wasn’t an end, just a transition.”
“That’s insane.”
If the Progenitor truly revived by using the Bloodline as vessels, as Haru claimed, whether they revived or not was irrelevant to him. He didn’t know the Progenitor, nor was he interested in what they wanted. However, he couldn’t stand the idea of setting a precedent that resurrection was possible.
*Death wasn’t something to be overcome.*
Death came to everyone equally. Or perhaps not always equally. Some children died young, and some met unexpected ends through accidents.
Still, death awaited everyone eventually.
Commoners, Nobles, Royal Families, young and old, regardless of gender. Race didn’t matter either. Humans, Dragons, Monsters—no one could escape death.
Yet, the Progenitor attempted to deviate from that law. He didn’t want to believe it, but the Dragon said it was true, and given their vigilance, the possibility was high.
Jared’s concern wasn’t about the Progenitor’s revival itself. He feared that if others learned of the Progenitor’s resurrection, they might try to follow suit.
It was natural to think that those who wished for the Good King’s long reign, those who admired heroes, or those who longed to see their loved ones again would consider it.
They wouldn’t care if the body was someone else’s; it would be a trivial matter.
“Was it actually possible?”
“The Progenitor, their Children, and their subjects all believed it was possible. But you know, the Progenitor never revived.”
“Why not? If they had the means and the Progenitor desired it?”
“Perhaps it was something the Progenitor didn’t anticipate. That few people actually wanted the Progenitor to return.”
“…Huh?”
“In short, the Progenitor wanted to revive, but everyone else didn’t want them to.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? How unpopular could the Progenitor have been?”
Jared asked, dumbfounded. They had a method of revival, and the Progenitor wanted it, yet those around them didn’t. After that, the Magician Empire was led by the Progenitor’s descendants until its downfall.
He had no way of knowing the specifics of its demise, but the Progenitor didn’t revive even as the country was falling apart, which suggested people were extremely reluctant to see them return.
“It wasn’t about popularity. The Progenitor’s ideology was too extreme. Even if it were an era of war, would people who had found peace and stability thanks to the Progenitor want to follow someone who actively sought conflict?”
“I… I suppose not.”
“The Progenitor sought to thoroughly eliminate all races other than humans. How many of us Dragons were killed…”
“They even killed Dragons?”
Though the Progenitor was shrouded in mystery, Haru’s words revealed they possessed the power to kill Dragons. Moreover, it was unlikely that a being who a Dragon feared so greatly would be weak.
“It wasn’t just us. Elves and Dwarves were also systematically hunted down and driven from this continent.”
“Wait, hold on, Elves and Dwarves were real!?”
“Ah, so that’s where it starts. I believe modern humans consider them mythical creatures, but that’s to hide the great slaughter waged by humans. Though, when I say humans, it was the Progenitor’s doing.”
He couldn’t count how many times he had been surprised in this short time.
Starting with Haru’s appearance, then the Progenitor, and finally, learning that Elves and Dwarves were real. It felt like he had peered behind the curtain of history.
“Elves and Dwarves weren’t as powerful as Dragons. It’s true they were friendly towards humans, but they were wiped out by the Progenitor and their followers in about five years.”
“Wiped out two entire races in just five years? Did they have some sort of grudge?”
“Who knows? I don’t. But the Progenitor must have had some reason. Of course, having a reason doesn’t justify their extinction.”
That was true. Not knowing the circumstances of the time, Jared couldn’t even begin to guess why the Progenitor had exterminated the Elves and Dwarves.
“Though they were wiped out as pure races, in the present day, Half-elves still exist, and there are humans with Elf or Dwarf blood mixed in. They also survive on other continents, so perhaps they weren’t truly annihilated… but the amount of blood spilled was immense.”
At the very least, the two races who had lived on this continent were literally eradicated. It wouldn’t offer much solace that some of the Bloodline remained or that the races still existed on other continents.
“I don’t know the Progenitor, and I don’t know about the humans of that time. But I’m sure they were tired of war.”
“Yes. If the Progenitor had revived, an endless war would have begun. Fearing that, the Kings of the next generation decided to seal the Progenitor away rather than let them resurrect.”
