Chapter Fifteen: The Approach of Aeris
The moment the last of Sylveria's elves bowed to his will, Crow felt it.
A ripple — like a pebble tossed into a still lake — brushed against his senses.
It wasn't weak.
It wasn't struggling.
It was powerful. Calm. Dangerous.
[Alert: Divine Rank Entity Approaching!]
[Race: High Elf — Divine Variant]
[Name: Aeris]
[Class: Celestial Druid (Divine Rank)]
[Level: 100,000+]
[Estimated Threat Level: Catastrophic]
[Warning: Standard Players would be Instantly Annihilated upon Contact.]
Crow's golden eyes sharpened.
Aeris.
In his past life, rumors of her had spread like wildfire.
Players fought bloody wars just for the chance to meet her.
The guild that once secured her loyalty ruled an entire continent.
And now she was walking straight into his domain.
He rose from his throne slowly.
Sasha immediately appeared at his side, sensing the shift in his aura.
Crow glanced at her — no words were needed.
Sasha nodded, her expression calm and absolute.
She would capture Aeris.
No matter what.
She drew her sword, golden light gathering around her, and vanished into the wind with a single step — faster than any mortal eye could follow.
Far beyond the ruined city, at the edge of the shattered forest, Aeris floated forward.
She was breathtaking — a tall, lithe elf with flowing silver-green hair and eyes like ancient emeralds, glowing with life force.
Nature itself bowed before her — trees leaning, flowers blooming where she passed.
She moved with divine authority, her staff humming with pure cosmic energy.
"This land…" she murmured softly, sensing the submission of her sisters from miles away. "Corrupted... enslaved."
Her hand tightened around her staff.
"I will free them."
A golden flash interrupted her.
Sasha appeared directly before Aeris, blocking her path.
The two divine beings locked eyes.
Aeris raised an eyebrow, her voice calm.
"Step aside, child of light."
Sasha's answer was to lift her sword — glowing even brighter — and point it directly at Aeris' heart.
"My Master," Sasha said, voice soft but unshakable, "wishes for you to kneel."
Aeris's emerald eyes narrowed.
"You presume to command me?"
The air between them thickened — divine auras clashing, twisting, pressing against the earth with catastrophic force.
Animals fled.
The very trees groaned.
But Sasha didn't flinch.
Crow's will flowed through her.
And Aeris… for the first time in centuries… felt something cold slip down her spine.
Doubt.
Because this wasn't just a battle.
It was destiny.
And Crow would not be denied.
Chapter Fifteen End