"Although I don't know if this power will even prove to be useful in the future, I only know of this one single method to save the world…"
"That's why I am asking you to inherit this method from me… Whether you use it or not will depend on you Lia…"
"I just want to give the already dying world a chance to have a little bit of 'hope' left… without 'hope'… the universe will cease to exist!"
Bela's tear-filled eyes conveyed the emotions she had been hiding for thousands of years.
She was just a defeated woman; all of her friends and close ones were long dead, and the greatest dream of her life was completely destroyed.
All she had now was this one piece of knowledge that could perhaps be useful to someone in the future.
Although she was defeated and broken, she was still the goddess of protection and cure, Astra!
As a final act of defiance against the sea of miasma that had mocked her very existence, she wanted to pass on the torch of her goal to the next generation.
