Born From a Forbidden Union, Humanity hates me.

"This is Horizon?"

Keleanos observed the landscape of the plane of existence that Orion had created.

"Incredible./Incredible."

The twins were enthralled by such a world, where the worries plaguing the world were nonexistent.

From atop a hill, they were able to see the entirety of the area and the place they were walking toward.

After an hour of walking, they finally arrived at the fairy village.

"I can't believe it. I was sure I wouldn't be able to see fairies ever again."

Chelsea said it with fascination.

"After what happened in the past, there were no signs of them anywhere else."

Kelsea continued her sister's sentence, looking around her as only a few fairies walked around the village.

While it was the middle of the night, they were only greeted by a few fairies.

"In this realm, fairies and arachnea live together. There is also the portal linking this realm to the elementals'."

"There is also a different species of individuals living in the sea up north who were also rescued by Orion and his companions."

Henrietta explained to them the importance of this place to them, starting by telling them who resided in Horizon.

"All those rescued are those who were on the brink of extinction. If not for the artifacts Tetra requested you create, they would've perished a few months ago."

Turning to Keleanos, Henrietta smiled.

"I had no idea. Those artifacts weren't meant with a clear idea of their purpose apart from what Tetra asked me to focus on."

Nodding, she followed with an answer.

"That was probably for the best. Orion's destiny was forged by himself and not by those artifacts. Since they were an afterthought to him, they weren't forcing him to ignore his own feelings."

"By doing so, he protected every faction alike. Fighting Apostles while searching for the lost factions."

The three behind her understood. Keeping the artifacts as a simple helping process was better than directing him toward the specific direction of the factions.

If he had done that, he would have ignored many troubles happening in the world and lost opportunities to create allies like Kamala, Florian, and Eric.

With a smile on her face, Henrietta spoke quietly.

(For once, Tetra used her brain instead of rushing the matter. Though, this was Nature's idea to begin with.)

As the mansion partially stuck inside the massive tree appeared from behind the village's houses, Henrietta and the group quietly walked up the slope and walked past the gate.

Surprisingly, the lights that were used to detect if incoming guests were coming to harm the Queens remained dark, showing no reactions at their arrival.

Motirion, who was waiting further inside, reacted to their approach. With only a quick glance through the window, his blood froze.

He flew toward the front doors at an incredible speed and opened them.

"W-Welcome!"

Surprised by the opening of the doors, Henrietta stopped.

"I am not your progenitor. There is no need for you to receive us."

"Please, this is a matter of respect. It is already a shame for us not to have led us ourselves."

Motirion bowed elegantly, urging the group to enter.

Henrietta glanced at the three behind her, who nodded to confirm their readiness.

Then, they continued forward and entered the mansion, walking past the fairy.

"You don't have to lead us further. I know where to find Tiohr-nam."

"As you wish."

Motirion bowed once again before walking away.

When he disappeared into another room, Henrietta's face turned serious.

'This will be troublesome. I should be ready.'

With heavy footsteps that echoed inside the wide hall, she climbed the stairs.

Then, she pushed the double doors at the top.

"..."

Tiohr-nam was already waiting for Henrietta in her Avatar form.

"Take a seat, everyone."

She asked them to sit down at the table. For once, the Queens of Fairies were absent, resting in the house further east.

"Tiohr-nam, it certainly has been a long time since I've seen your magnificent shape. It brings back many memories."

Keleanos sat first, placing the book he was holding on the table.

"Let me apologize first."

As the twins sat down next to him, Tiohr-nam closed her eyes.

"I have lost my life a few times. Along with it, some of my memories have also slipped away."

"Oh./Oh."

Kelsea and Chelsea looked rather saddened by this news.

"Nonetheless, I do remember you three. Keleanos, Remnant of Agriculture. It is good to see you well."

She nodded with a normal smile.

"What about us?/What about us?"

The twins asked with a concerned expression.

"Of course, I also remember you two. Chelsea and Kelsea, Remnants of Commerce. I am pleased to see you again."

A gentle gaze was directed at them. They reminded her of Dramia and Drania, whom she considered like her own daughters.

They both breathed a sigh of relief while placing a hand on their chests.

Despite this happening, Henrietta said nothing.

She took a chair, walked past the table, and placed it right in front of Tiohr-nam before sitting on it.

Crossing her legs, she placed her hands on her knee and looked with a determined gaze at the Avatar.

"Tiohr, I came to discuss something important with you."

"..."

"No, in this situation, I should call you by your real name."

"Titania."

The Avatar's eyes brightened vividly at the sound of an unfamiliar name.

A surge of memories suddenly flooded her mind, leaving her in a confused state.

-

Titania.

Daughter of the Valkyrie Artheia.

Memories of a past forever forgotten surfaced from the depths of the soul.

Pages of her history and destiny returned to the book, writing the entire life of a valiant woman.

A burning city, standing side by side with the Crimson Valkyrie, and a deranged entity grinning through its three mouths.

After losing the battle, Nature appeared to her, gifting her the power of Life and Death before the light vanished from her eyes.

Reincarnated as a seed, the woman grew into a gigantic tree— The Tree of Life.

Her tree became the pillar of the dragons, hiding Velridar's children on her branches and leaves as the firstborns flew freely above the mountainous area her roots were digging into.

Then, a terrible disaster breached the peace. Corruption began to turn every living being into mindless monsters, marching to eradicate those not in their ranks.

Miasma, the source of every wrongdoing, fought bitterly against a Hero that appeared from seemingly nowhere and lost.

The aftermath brought two shattered girls into her arms. To save their lives, she used the knowledge Tia-Norun shared with her.

Fusing the core of the girls with a piece of her source, she created her first children, the fairies.

Although half-humans and half-fairies, they were unable to recover from their wounds before a millennium had passed.

Yet, barely a few years after their recovery, a tragedy happened.

An explosion suddenly bathed the mountains in flames, while a bright light coming from the sky split the giant tree in half.

That day, Titania died a second time, shattering one of her magical containers as a result.

The culprit, the angel Reon, rushed to the scene with a heartbroken visage.

He picked up the two barely injured fairies and the seed laying at their feet before traveling to the forest of birch trees, not yet named 'Dead White Forest'.

Putting the seed in the center of an island inside a large lake, he placed the two unconscious women at the same spot and left.

Within a few years, the sprout grew and gave birth to a new faction— The fairies.

Yet, as corruption was still present on the continent, humans began to listen to their desires more than their consciousness. Losing common sense, humans began to hunt the fairies for money, slaughtering them in large numbers.

Seeing her children ruthlessly slaughtered, the sprouting Tree of Life made a difficult choice.

She would lay a life for her children by creating a new world for them to freely live in.

As she prepared to do so, a ring suddenly dropped from the sky and dug into the earth. Pulled by the magic signature of the ring, she searched for it.

With little information about its wielder, she kept it. After pondering for a while, she used its energy and breached through space to create the fairy realm.

After moving to another dimension with the fairies, the tree began to grow freely. Its size became even taller than her previous self on the continent.

Keeping the ring close underneath her, she finally understood. The ring was that angel's possession. The only one who saved plenty of her children but never came to her personally.

Hearing the stories of her children, she realized. The man had died, leaving his power to protect her as a way to atone for his mistake.

But with it came horrors she wished never came with it.

A part of Miasma, encroached around the ring, began to pollute the soil, turning the creatures underground into corrupt beasts.

With no one available to save her apart from the two Queens, who struggled in front of such an army of creatures, the last of her energy was drained to protect the ring.

The rest of the story, Titania herself remembers.

-

"Henrietta..."

Tiohr-nam, or Titania, frowned at her.

"Call it underhanded if it pleases you, but I changed your destiny all the same. You died, but you kept your memories."

"..."

Titania ripped her right arm from the tree bark.

"You have done something else."

Her face showed that she wasn't thrilled with what was happening.

"It is inevitable. I need your help, Titania."

The massive tree began to glow a light green, while the Avatar showed great discomfort.

"Ngh!"

The bark cracked around the Avatar, making louder noises as more time passed.

Then, the light emitted by the tree was sent to the doll. With one last crack, the bark opened, expelling her from it.

Her body floated in the air for a minute as branches sprouted from her collarbones. Blossoming flowers grew on it, while leaves fell downward.

Two healthy wings of nature spread behind her back, flapping as her body floated toward the ground.

Her bare feet touched the cold flooring gently, but the expression on her face was all but gentle.

"Henrietta!"

Her voice echoed through the room.