Renan’s laughter stopped abruptly.
His body went rigid.
And in the blink of an eye, he was on full alert.
Snapping to his feet at an inhuman speed—his body completely bare—he turned sharply, scanning his surroundings.
But there was no one.
His expression darkened.
"Who...?" he demanded.
"OOh, right, I forgot to form my body," the feminine voice said. The voice was so soothing, so motherly, that for a brief second, Renan mistook it for his mother’s voice.
And then, right before his eyes, a female body began to materialize. Slowly, the form took shape, the process mesmerizing yet incomprehensible. When it was finally completed, Renan felt his breath hitch in his throat.
The woman before him was breathtaking.
She had pure white hair cascading down to her hips, strands shimmering faintly as if woven from moonlight itself. Her eyes were a radiant gold, glowing softly, exuding wisdom and power. Her face was nothing short of perfection, her features balanced in a way that defied logic. Her body, too, was flawless—graceful yet powerful, every curve in perfect harmony. She wore a simple yet elegant white robe that concealed her figure, leaving nothing for the eyes to linger on. A small, knowing smile played on her lips, as if she had expected his reaction.
Yet, despite her beauty, what unsettled Renan the most was the overwhelming presence that came with her.
The moment she fully materialized, his instincts screamed at him. Every fiber of his being went on high alert. His body tensed, a primal warning rushing through his blood, telling him that the woman standing before him could erase him with nothing more than a passing thought. The feeling was suffocating, terrifying—yet oddly, it was not hostile.
Rather than fear, the presence she radiated was one of absolute safety. It was the same sensation he felt with Namari or Belinda, the feeling of being held, of being completely protected. It was warm, comforting—like a mother’s embrace.
And so, Renan did not move. He simply stood there, watching, waiting, knowing instinctively that she would speak first.
She did.
"And as for who I am," the woman spoke, her voice carrying the weight of something ancient, "I am the will of this world. I am Elaris."
The words hit Renan like a bolt of lightning. His eyes widened in shock.
"What?" He blinked rapidly, as if trying to process what he had just heard. "You… you’re the will of the world?"
Elaris nodded slightly, confirming his disbelief.
Renan fell silent, his mind racing.
’Why is she here? Did I do something wrong? Is my existence a mistake? Am I a threat to the world itself?’ His thoughts spun in circles, his heart pounding. After all, the will of the world would not simply descend to congratulate him on his victory over the shadow dwarf, nor would she appear just to admire his looks. There had to be something more.
But before he could overthink the situation further, Elaris spoke again, pulling him out of his thoughts.
"What’s wrong? Never seen a beautiful woman before?" she teased, her smirk widening slightly.
Renan blinked, momentarily caught off guard.
"No, no, it’s not that," he replied quickly, regaining his composure. "I just… always imagined the will of the world as a man, not a woman." It was a weak excuse, but he needed a moment to collect himself.
Elaris tilted her head slightly, amusement flickering in her golden eyes.
"Of course, I would be a woman," she stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "After all, I am the one who gave birth to everything on this planet."
Renan remained silent, unsure how to respond.
Elaris narrowed her eyes playfully. "You wouldn’t seriously think a man could give birth, would you?"
That was all it took for Renan’s overactive imagination to betray him.
His mind instantly conjured up an image—an utterly horrifying, cursed image—of a man giving birth. His face contorted in visible disgust as the mental picture burned itself into his brain.
"Ugh," he grunted, physically shaking off the thought.
Elaris chuckled softly, clearly amused by his reaction.
"I see," Renan said, composing himself once more. "Then, may I ask… why are you here?"
Elaris gave him a mischievous smile.
"Oh my, my," she said playfully, "I would love to answer that, but first…" She raised her hand, covering part of her face with one palm while pointing down with the other. "Can you cover that impressively big little brother of yours? It’s quite distracting and embarrassing."
Renan blinked, momentarily confused.
Then realization hit him like a sledgehammer.
Glancing downward, his face remained neutral, but internally, he was already reaching for his storage ring. Without a word, he pulled out a loose pair of pants and a shirt, quickly slipping them on.
As he dressed, a thought crossed his mind.
’She’s the will of the world, right? A being who has existed for who knows how long… Should she really be getting embarrassed by something like this?’
But, wisely, he kept that thought to himself. The last thing he needed was to offend a being who could erase him from existence with a mere whim.
Once he was dressed, he turned back to Elaris.
"Now, can you tell me why you’re here?" he asked, his voice calm but cautious.
Elaris’ playful smile faded slightly, her expression turning more serious.
"I’m here because of you," she stated simply.
Renan raised an eyebrow. "Me?"
"Yes," she confirmed, her golden eyes locking onto his. "You, Renan, are an anomaly. You were already unique, possessing both dragon and fox bloodlines—something unheard of in this world. But now, you have done something even more extraordinary."
She took a step closer, looking straight into his eyes in which even she felt like she would lose herself if she continued to look at them.
"You have fused those two bloodlines into one, creating something entirely new. Something that should not have been possible. You have, in essence, given yourself a rebirth," Elaris said, genuine amusement lacing her tone.
Renan listened carefully, nodding as she spoke.
But she was not done.
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"You have not merely created a new form for yourself," she continued, her voice taking on a strange reverence. "You have birthed an entirely new race. And just not that—you are its progenitor. You are a progenitor of this new Race. A being forged from three distinct bloodlines: fox, dragon, and…" She paused for a moment before concluding, "human."
Renan frowned slightly. "Human?" he repeated. "That can’t be right. I only had dragon and fox blood."
Elaris shook her head, a knowing smile on her lips.
"No," she said firmly. "I am the will of this world. I have given birth to every race that exists, and even though I have not given birth to this race of yours. I can still sense the traces of all three bloodlines within you. Whether you were aware of it or not, human blood runs through your veins."
Renan processed her words, his brows furrowing.
"But how?" he asked.
Elaris shrugged. "Perhaps one of your ancestors from a fox or dragon side mated with a human. The human bloodline may have been weak, nearly unnoticeable before, but when you merged your existing bloodlines, you inadvertently awakened it as well and fused it with others."
"I see," Renan muttered.
A moment of silence passed before he finally asked the question that had been weighing on his mind.
"So… what do you want from me?" His posture tensed slightly.
Elaris blinked, looking genuinely surprised.
"Oh?" she tilted her head before realization dawned on her. "Ohh, no, no. Nothing in particular."
Renan’s eyes narrowed. "Then why are you here?"
Elaris’ expression turned thoughtful.
"I sensed your presence," she admitted, "but I did not expect to find you here of all places."
Renan caught the slight shift in her tone.
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"You know this place?" he asked, watching her closely.
Elaris nodded.
"Yes," she said. "And that… is another story altogether."