Chapter 6. At the Time of Her Birth

[In the other world]

The waves of the Southern Seas were unusually loud and high.

They had turned crimson, mimicking the hue of a triple moon, in the sky.

But they could not overshadow the shine of the rare beauty, the Southern Star.

It was up there, in the sky, just as was prophesied.

It was a breathtaking view but all that the onlookers could feel was fear.

They were no timid creatures. They were mages. Human-like creatures with unimaginable supernatural powers. Their powers varied according to their clan and the technique that they developed after birth.

The rise of the Southern Star in the sky, along with the triple moons, was the beacon for the drumroll.

It was an indication that the never-ending war between the tribes was finally coming to an end.

A supposed happy affair.

Alas! That was not the case.

The end of the war would mean that some would gain superiority over others. A concept alien to the power-crazy ma