𝔖𝔬, ℑ 𝔊𝔬𝔱 ℜ𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡

𝔖𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 𝔇𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔓𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱

She used to stare at worlds along dimensions with a smile on her face.

Watching visitors come and go.

Watching souls flow along cycles.

The Sustainer of Energy was a follower of rules.

She abides by the natural law of energy that she herself made.

And that follower of rules met her predicament.

[ You've turned the clock countless times to hide what you have done. Chroma, how dare you switch souls? An equivalent of reincarnation? They were supposed to die. ]

Asked the God of Life to the God of Space.

Her lifeless voice echoed throughout her realm.

A smile escapes the Sustainer of Void's lips.

[ Switch? Souls? I would never~, dear Ulrae. ]

[ You shall be punished by Him. And Ereshkigal is going to be furious. Those humans will be punished in both worlds. ]

[ Why can't you say His name? He did what was best. ]

[ Let us not talk about Him. What deal did you strike with that one human? A deal made to a God costs heavily. When rules are not followed, that human will perish along with her soul. ]

A vision of clouds arose in front of them with simply a wave of the Sustainer of Energy's hand. There she was, a woman carrying the soul of another world, adapting to modern life.

[ This woman will perish once she makes a mistake and defies the natural laws. ]

[ My champions will not fail. ]

[ So you confess? ]

[ Oh. Apologies. Are you going to report me to Him? I'm not the only one messing with souls, Ulrae. ]

The Sustainer of Energy's eyes slanted.

[ You know about the book? ]

[ Aside from the necklace and the book. Fragments of the World Tree are scattered all over different dimensions. Your precious Yggdrasil is none of my concern. I just hope you keep my dealings silent as I have always done about yours. If Dinhabbah hears of your activities, he will destroy that precious tree of yours that sprouted everywhere. The shifting of souls started with you. Did you already forget of your mercy that you fed a tree a drop of your blood— ]

[ I know what I have done. ]

Silence.

[ Dear Ulrae, are you still looking for your heart? ]

***

Have you heard of this tale?

A tale from the whispers of Gods.

[ " Ulrae had a heart. " ]

They say.

There was one world she visited. Where an entire land burned with light and salt, nothing was sown and nothing was growing.

A place of fury and wrath for mighty serpents and beasts.

Amidst all destruction lies a single tree.

A Goddess, forsaking oath, shook the order of worlds as she spared the tree a drop of her pity and blood.

The Imaginary Tree was born.

It's name, Yggdrasil.

It has begun to invade worlds, connected worlds, devour worlds, and grew branches in worlds, disrupting the natural order.

It was never meant to transcend the divine plane.

For a drop of blood, she faced His wrath.

He destroyed that world and everything in that universe.

All that was left was destruction.

However, Yggdrasil's branches have already spread to distant worlds and developed roots.

Her words were pleading.

[ "Forgive me." ]

And His words, was order.

[ "Do not be frightened. I will rid you of your heart." ]

For the Old Deus shall cleanse this world of darkness and free of sin.

And Dinhabbah shall deliver divine punishment.