"hmmmm~" Humming to myself, I stared at the elderly man, more specifically the cane within his hands that looked to be ordinary.

"Abaddon?" Sigurda called, ​​

Nodding my head, I pursed my lips, "Something like that, but is that of relevance?"

Lowering his head, the Elderly man gave a graceful bow, "Forgive my curiosity; my name is Eluf, Sage of The Great World Tree and Protector of our kind."

Touching my temples that began throbbing at his name, my mind flashed to a face that appeared younger. Standing behind him stood a large tree that seems to encompass the entire realm. Overflowing with primordial qi, I felt my soul quiver as I came back to reality.

Narrowing my gaze, I returned his bow, "It's an honor to see one of the great protectors of Yggdrasil." I said, going off the limited information I held from the inherited memories of my Elven heritage.

Raising his head, a sharp gleam flickered across his eyes, causing a chill within my soul, "But it raises the question, young elf. I have never felt such power or purity from it before. Mind telling me which clan you hail from. From your battle, I would have thought you to be a being from Helheim, yet your blood tells a different tale."

Swiftly turning to me, Sigurda, in confusion, foolishly opened her mouth, "I thought you were of the House of Scara. Is that not true?"

"oooh~ Is that what you told her? Young men, these days, need to be more honest." Eluf exclaimed in a joyful tone, "But it's of no consequence, my boy. Follow me to my village."

Watching Eluf walk away, I shot Sigurda a sinister stare, "Hold your tongue when talking to strangers. You could have gotten us both killed." I coldly commented, following behind the elder in the distance.

Shaking, Sigurda tried to open her mouth once more but held her words in. Snorting beneath my breath, I could hear Eluf chuckle.

"Your battle was magnificent. Killing two Nascent Souls at Earth Realm and Gate of Life is practically unheard of." Eluf suddenly spoke as a misty fog began to grow thick. "But do you think it was wise to go against the Aesir Clan?"

"Are you asking because your curious or because you have ties to them?" I counted with a warm smile. My eyes trying to find any tells from his frail appearance.

Shooting me a glance, he chuckled. "A little of both, I have known both the Vanir and Aesir for as long as I can remember. While I remain loyal to the Vanirs, I do not support them during this Civil war."

Arching my lips, I could not feel any malice, but my guard was still raised as I nodded in understanding. Coming to a halt, a string of ancient runes filled my eyes as snow continued to fall, causing my soul to tremble.

"Village of Katala," I whispered as Eluf shook, staring at me in shock.

"You understand Primordial Runes?" He asked in a deep tone.

"I speak and write every language," I said in a rather arrogant manner, "Is it my age that surprises you or my knowledge?"

"Neither, but rather your cultivation." He spoke in a cunning glint of an old fox.

Smirking towards Eluf, who turned around, we proceed to pass the threshold covered in millions of vines blanketed by endless snow. However, just as I took a single step, I felt a tremendous change occur within the QI of Heaven and Earth.

Feeling my dantian quake at the rush of qi in the air, I gasped aloud as even my soul began to jump in joy. The qi of heaven and earth was so dense I could see pure azure light flashing like fireflies across the morning skies.

"Welcome to my home," Eluf suddenly declared as a massive wave of applause echoed out.

"He is back!!"

"MASTER IS BACK"

"GRANDPA!!!"

"OLD MAN!!!"

Staring at the hundreds of people and kids rushing at the elderly man, I backed away a little allowing them room as tears began to flow from Eluf face.

"I have returned home~" he cried out, wrapping his arms around those around him.

Watching the sea of pure-blooded elves, I could not help be surprised. While I could not feel any high elves, I could feel their bloodlines were pure. However, there was a distant call as I gazed deeper into the village of Katala.

Noticing my stare, Eluf chuckled as many turned to look at me with curious eyes. Especially the kids who all rushed around me. Circling my body with scrutinize stares.

"Are you the Great Sage's new apprentice?"

"Can I jump on your back!"

"I wanna ride too!"

"No me

"Me!!"

"no," I ruthlessly said, watching as many of their faces began to tear up, "No to it all!"

Shaking their head in denial, my nightmare suddenly occurred as they all leaped upon my body, taking me to the ground. Hearing their innocent laughter, tears filled my eyes as they bullied me.

'Fuck you all. I will eat every last one of you! I just killed two hundred thousand a few days ago. Now mere children ....AAAAHHHH, your all lucky, Eluf is here.' I childishly yelled within my mind.

Walking to Elulf's side, I saw an icy-looking warrior with long amber hair. His ears were long like mine, but his eyes were golden in color.

"Master," he called out, bowing, "Are they like that girl you brought in four months ago?"

Shaking his head, Eluf shook in trepidation, "Hell no, that girl... None is like her."

Narrowing my gaze, my body flickered away as I stepped upon light particles within the air. Watching as many gasped, the warrior frowned,

"How can he miniplate the elements as such? Only Elemental demonic beasts can do so. Even we elves which affinity to nature is at the highest cannot do as such?"

Releasing a mocking smile, I passed my hands through my hair, getting in a Jojo pose, "it's the sweetness."

Turning indifferently to Eluf, the warrior nodded, "You were correct, master. This one is an idiot."

Laughing, Eluf patted his head, shooting me a look as he beckoned with his palm. "Come, let us pay respects."

Scrunching my brow, I watched his aged face flashed me a smile, causing a chill to spread within my heart. Nodding, knowing I didn't have a choice, I followed behind in the air.

"No fair, Lva wanna ride," A little girl suddenly called, glaring at me.

Turning my head off to the side, I ignored her pleas as many laughed. However, my body swiftly dropped to the ground. Landing on my two feet, my crimson eyes glimmered as the qi began growing even denser, disrupting my elemental manipulation. Feeling a pure natural spirit upon my soul, I shook as many held a respectful air to them.

Staring up at the large mysterious tree surrounded by a profound formation, my heart trembled as a name that all elves knew sprung to mind. Yet, my connection was broken as the darkness within my soul began to throb. There was a distant call, one I had not felt before since I arrived in Midgard.

Sitting in the lotus position by the Ancient tree of Yggdrasil stood a heavenly young pale goddess around my age with long ashen hair. She was not an elf like those of this village, yet I could feel an unworldly air and beauty to her that did not match anything I had felt in Midgard. Moreover, there was a deep sinister evil hidden beneath her divine magnificence calling for me.